St Valentines: *sporksporkspork*
Feb. 14th, 2004 06:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolNext Elvish phrase of the day:
heltho chammadech a bado na chaust
This means "Strip your clothing and go to bed!" Thank you very much, Open Scrolls Archive. I need to know these things.
I feel like utter shite tonight. I shall explain as to why, as a possible cleansing thing, and perhaps I shall feel better afterwards. I doubt it, but I can dream.
It started yesterday. I had a pleasent afternoon, pretending to do my history homework and writing "PROPERTY OF PIMP MOMMA COLLEEN: BITCH #[insert serial number]" Think of "Property of Erestor" just cooler. I wanted to scrawl "PIMP NANETH" but no one would have got the reference apart from me. Am hopelessly sad and geeky.
Anyway, I was on the bus, and Jess seemed genuinely shocked that I had never, ever recieved anything for Valentine's Day. And then I started thinking. And then I started to wonder if, in fact, I was a complete freak of nature, and then came along those horrible paranoid "Dude! You're fat! And ugly! With bad skin that will NEVER go away! And you scare people away! Let's not even go INTO the hair!" type thoughts. Feeling thoroughly depressed on the bus, Hannah started to try and be comforting. Now, Hannah is what I would deem as Very Very Hot. I mistakenly thought she was straight. Perhaps not, as she started to comfort me and told me that "don't worry, there's loads of bi-curious girls, and oh, by the way, try Manchester. Always works for me."
Not entirely sure what to make out of this. At any rate, I went home still feeling generally morose and a bit crap. And there was another dog. Completely forgot that we agreed to dogsit a golden labrador called Molly this weekend. Her and my dog (Tai) have ben at it like rabbits, despite them both being 'fixed' for lack of a better term. Felt as though was going to cry. Even the dog was getting more than me.
Woke up this morning and snarled at anyone who got in my way. And then I had to go to work, which was particularly crap as everytime I moved off my till people came and kept on shouting for me over the tannoy and it was all just crap because Stuff Kept Going Wrong.
And I don't feel well because I've either developed a hithero unseen allergy to Molly, or a cold is flaring it's nasty head. As such, I have had to decline a pub trip with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
playfulleming because I would spontaeneously cry and sneeze a lot. And the dogs are still humping and it's just getting stupid.
And now my parents are having a Romantic Meal. So I will now be going to my bedroom with a cup of tea and a lot of chocolate, and I will watch a film and continue to feel like shite. As I can't even stay downstairs due to the fact that my sister and I have been Banned. I need to move out.
I hate feeling like this. I'm normally mildly healthy and cheerful, dammit!
Stupid holiday. Stupid people. Stupid dogs. Stupid world.
(Angsty!Teen moment, much? Am loser.)
~Hathy_Col~
heltho chammadech a bado na chaust
This means "Strip your clothing and go to bed!" Thank you very much, Open Scrolls Archive. I need to know these things.
I feel like utter shite tonight. I shall explain as to why, as a possible cleansing thing, and perhaps I shall feel better afterwards. I doubt it, but I can dream.
It started yesterday. I had a pleasent afternoon, pretending to do my history homework and writing "PROPERTY OF PIMP MOMMA COLLEEN: BITCH #[insert serial number]" Think of "Property of Erestor" just cooler. I wanted to scrawl "PIMP NANETH" but no one would have got the reference apart from me. Am hopelessly sad and geeky.
Anyway, I was on the bus, and Jess seemed genuinely shocked that I had never, ever recieved anything for Valentine's Day. And then I started thinking. And then I started to wonder if, in fact, I was a complete freak of nature, and then came along those horrible paranoid "Dude! You're fat! And ugly! With bad skin that will NEVER go away! And you scare people away! Let's not even go INTO the hair!" type thoughts. Feeling thoroughly depressed on the bus, Hannah started to try and be comforting. Now, Hannah is what I would deem as Very Very Hot. I mistakenly thought she was straight. Perhaps not, as she started to comfort me and told me that "don't worry, there's loads of bi-curious girls, and oh, by the way, try Manchester. Always works for me."
Not entirely sure what to make out of this. At any rate, I went home still feeling generally morose and a bit crap. And there was another dog. Completely forgot that we agreed to dogsit a golden labrador called Molly this weekend. Her and my dog (Tai) have ben at it like rabbits, despite them both being 'fixed' for lack of a better term. Felt as though was going to cry. Even the dog was getting more than me.
Woke up this morning and snarled at anyone who got in my way. And then I had to go to work, which was particularly crap as everytime I moved off my till people came and kept on shouting for me over the tannoy and it was all just crap because Stuff Kept Going Wrong.
And I don't feel well because I've either developed a hithero unseen allergy to Molly, or a cold is flaring it's nasty head. As such, I have had to decline a pub trip with
playfulleming because I would spontaeneously cry and sneeze a lot. And the dogs are still humping and it's just getting stupid.And now my parents are having a Romantic Meal. So I will now be going to my bedroom with a cup of tea and a lot of chocolate, and I will watch a film and continue to feel like shite. As I can't even stay downstairs due to the fact that my sister and I have been Banned. I need to move out.
I hate feeling like this. I'm normally mildly healthy and cheerful, dammit!
Stupid holiday. Stupid people. Stupid dogs. Stupid world.
(Angsty!Teen moment, much? Am loser.)
~Hathy_Col~
