Well, lots to add I guess.
Katy and I are still together. She means more or less everything to me right now. Of course, it's more, rather than less. She's awesome and epic.
Well, as it's near the end of the year, I guess I should try and sort everything out, and put it into words.
Pretty much, this year has been the worst year of my life, bar none, nothing comparable, nothing even close. That's honesty right there. I can nail it down to the facts that I've been depressed from about february time onwards. I took a driving test, failed on the smallest of small errors. 3 minors, 1 pathetic major, "Not observing correctly whilst reverse parking". Bollocks, I didn't hit a kid did I? Still, I haven't had a lesson since, and all I've done is driven my mate Nicks ford fiesta in a tescos car park. That's what it's come to.
That was february. From then on in I've been without work or purpose or anything of the sort. I get up in the afternoons (sometimes the evenings), come down to the PC, flick through punktastic, sit down, and do nothing. I'd be up all night doing fuck knows whatever, and it'd finish at about 7am, so I could go to bed and stay in bed before my parents get up and can talk to me, and ignore me, and not listen to me when I tell them I want to go to the doctors about depression. It's worth noting my relationship with my parents has fallen through the floor as well. I've always been the most frowned upon in the family anyway, but this year has taken the biscuit. After losing my job with Qi last year, I've been in an uphill struggle to gain some kind of worth and meaning to my parents, and it's not happening. Laura has all these fantastic prospects at uni, Julia has Ellie, who has made them grandparents, and I am the only thing stopping my parents from doing what they want to do most, and that's go to France. They want to move there for some weird reason (some romantic fantasy of a self sufficient life I guess) but in reality, Dad will be stressed all the time because Mum will be relying on him to talk to people in shops and stuff, and Mum will be mad at Dad for being stressed. Well, lucky them. I guess it could be good for them, but, I'll wait and see.
Then in august I got the worst girlfriend of my entire life, who was possibly one of the better ones at the time, then there were a few amazing parties called "Lurchfest" where people basically all got drunk and had a good time. They were some of the highlights this year. Blah Blah, Im too tired, Im going to bed now.
Katy and I are still together. She means more or less everything to me right now. Of course, it's more, rather than less. She's awesome and epic.
Well, as it's near the end of the year, I guess I should try and sort everything out, and put it into words.
Pretty much, this year has been the worst year of my life, bar none, nothing comparable, nothing even close. That's honesty right there. I can nail it down to the facts that I've been depressed from about february time onwards. I took a driving test, failed on the smallest of small errors. 3 minors, 1 pathetic major, "Not observing correctly whilst reverse parking". Bollocks, I didn't hit a kid did I? Still, I haven't had a lesson since, and all I've done is driven my mate Nicks ford fiesta in a tescos car park. That's what it's come to.
That was february. From then on in I've been without work or purpose or anything of the sort. I get up in the afternoons (sometimes the evenings), come down to the PC, flick through punktastic, sit down, and do nothing. I'd be up all night doing fuck knows whatever, and it'd finish at about 7am, so I could go to bed and stay in bed before my parents get up and can talk to me, and ignore me, and not listen to me when I tell them I want to go to the doctors about depression. It's worth noting my relationship with my parents has fallen through the floor as well. I've always been the most frowned upon in the family anyway, but this year has taken the biscuit. After losing my job with Qi last year, I've been in an uphill struggle to gain some kind of worth and meaning to my parents, and it's not happening. Laura has all these fantastic prospects at uni, Julia has Ellie, who has made them grandparents, and I am the only thing stopping my parents from doing what they want to do most, and that's go to France. They want to move there for some weird reason (some romantic fantasy of a self sufficient life I guess) but in reality, Dad will be stressed all the time because Mum will be relying on him to talk to people in shops and stuff, and Mum will be mad at Dad for being stressed. Well, lucky them. I guess it could be good for them, but, I'll wait and see.
Then in august I got the worst girlfriend of my entire life, who was possibly one of the better ones at the time, then there were a few amazing parties called "Lurchfest" where people basically all got drunk and had a good time. They were some of the highlights this year. Blah Blah, Im too tired, Im going to bed now.
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look on the brightside - we're all here for you, if you ever need our time