shut it up you

You just don't understand our passions

 

Oh, not you guys. It was something else I was doing. Some video I was watching.

Goon if you wanna add me on steam (Psycho_Robot) for more tips and shit, you can. Though you could also just bookmark fallout.wikia.com in your steam web browser/whatever you use.

This one time, girls.

OH GOD

I think its sleep time.

People are funny.

I spy Emily lurking

I had a lot of pages to read, sorry.

 

So I had a mental breakdown last night so supper got put off and mom didn't feel like returning me to my dorm so I stayed home. Gotta see if professor will let me take exam from today without going through much red tape

oh, what happened? wanna tell your /fg/ therapists about it?

I can see if I can help too.

EMILY WE WANT TO HELP LET US IN

Get the axe.

So, wait. Did you guys know that DV_Devnull's a girl? I didn't even realize last night...

 

http://forum.tip.it/...963-dv-devnull/

 

http://forum.tip.it/...24-d-v-devnull/

 

Wait, what?

Oh god, why?

 

I finished my interview. I'm not really sure if I'd call it an interview, though. I pretty much just listened to the guy tell me what the job would be if I got it. That's not a bad thing or anything. All he asked for is when I'm available (all day baby) and my email/dob/ssn. I dunno. He asked me how I did in school too. I thought that was weird, but what evs. The interview was scheduled for 9. I got there at about 8:48 and finished at 8:58. I don't know if that's good or bad. I'll hear back from him either today or Wednesday either way.

 

Forum gaman then girl cartoonan

that is pretty good abc.

 

[spoiler=SERIOUSLY NAPALM AND ABC, DON'T OPEN.][hide=SPOILERS FROM MANGA, DO NOT OPEN IF YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW.]

[/hide]

 

 

From near the end of the manga.

i read this manga.. it was marked as completed on manga fox so i read it. forgot what the name was though. i never remember names.. i dont like this girl she scares the guy.

 

I got the job. Cool

yay!

 

what if wits was hot?

[hide][/hide]

 

what if wits was hot?

She wouldn't be on the internet.

if i wasn't comfortable with myself.. i'd never admit to the things i admit to online.

 

what if wits was hot?

Whaddya mean? Wits is one smokin' hot mama.

<3:

 

So the guy called me saying I got the job at about 5. It's 9 now. He said he'd send me an email telling me when to start etc. I still haven't gotten it. Wat do?

yay! you got it!

 

Okay, I'll give it a day.

 

My brother said I could use his Xbox 360, so I guess I can get into fighters now. You said MVC3 is a good babby's first fighter, right? I'm more interested in Street Fighter. Would it be okay to dive straight into Super SF4? What's the new one that's coming out?

 

 

I went to Friendly's for dinner. Got deep fried waffle fries for an appetizer. Deep fried fish and deep fried french fries for entree. Ice cream for dessert. Why am I gaining so much weight?

 

I'm actually thinking about starting a diet in November, but I probably won't stick to it. I think I'm actually a mesomorph, but I don't work out at all and I'm not an attention [bleep], so I'm not going to change that.

eat ramen noodles. the 33 cents a pack ones.

 

 

I don't really know why I thought that was funny, but I did.

no jeans!

 

I had a lot of pages to read, sorry.

 

So I had a mental breakdown last night so supper got put off and mom didn't feel like returning me to my dorm so I stayed home. Gotta see if professor will let me take exam from today without going through much red tape

do tell.

See? Ownage was dead wrong. "if" indeed.

[hide=This one's a page stretcher]I saw Cyndi last night (and most of today) but just for a little while. I went home to make dinner, didn't know when I'd be leaving, didn't know if I'd see her again before then.

 

Well, when Cyndi bluntly stated (texted) that she won't be seeing me next weekend because her boyfriend is coming home, I was upset, of course. That reality was harder to face each time I faced it, and I had hope until that moment. I'd only told her I was coming home October 2nd and been looking forward to seeing her since that night. Her reasoning for going to see Jerad (or so she told me, obviously it was that she'd rather see him) was that I'd be home next weekend. It's completely unfair and stupid, and she's insanely lucky that I love her unconditionally; there's a short list of people I feel that way about, and I doubt she completely understands that since I haven't yet expressed to her how upset she's made me over time.

 

As I was laying in bed pathetically crying about that, I thought of how badly I didn't want to come back here (my dorm). I really enjoyed my time at home. I liked being around the house, I liked having pets, I liked not having any responsibilities, and I liked having people I could talk to in other rooms or just next door. I missed the neighborhood and I missed my house. I didn't realize it until I was close to leaving. I feel so isolated here sometimes. I like being alone; I spend a lot of time alone at home, too, but I at least hear my family moving around or have my pets to keep me company. If I could have a cat here, I swear, so many problems would go away. I feel like a burden when I have to eat with Jessie and Seth because I have nobody else to eat with. I feel like they only spend so much time around me because they feel sorry for me. I feel invasive on their relationship, when really, they both like hanging out with me and their relationship is functional enough that they don't have to be alone together all the time.

 

I also did a lot of reflection on why I was home this weekend. Both my closest friends were over 4 hours away with their boyfriends and their boyfriends' families, while I went home on a weekend when my mom had to work 20 hours in two days. I went home because I felt too insecure to be without any of my "anchors". When I was at home, I couldn't even talk to any of them (while mom was working) because I was at a lower level of importance than any of the things they had going on. I didn't feel good about it.

 

 

Basically, the Cyndi thing triggered it, but everything that's been bothering me lately piled up and I cried it out and talked to my mom about it for a good 45 minutes or so. Once I was mostly calm, mom was talking to me about solutions and we decided that it's best that I seek a counselor here, since they've probably dealt with tons of people with similar problems. I don't honestly know what I want, and I don't feel completely confident that anyone can help me figure it out, but it's worth a shot. I have to look into that Wednesday afternoon.

 

 

Today was much better though; I woke up, kept my stuff piled neatly, and ended up hanging out with Cyndi for 9 hours. That girl doesn't know. I don't know how to talk to her. I'm going to spill everything to Jessie tomorrow morning because she's a more understanding person, but I need to find a way to talk to Cyndi. When I was talking about how bad I've felt lately, she zoned it out. She doesn't understand other peoples' emotions, so I don't know how to deal. We had one heart-to-heart once, and it's one of my fondest memories with her. I don't have the document, but I did my personal narrative on that last year. It's a really good reflection of my mentality at that time, and I can see the things I wrote out of anger because, when I edited it, I had recently fought with her. The problem is, that conversation happened almost two years ago, over the greatest winter break of my life, all due to her. So much has changed since then, much of it due to her current boyfriend. That's wrong, but that's reality right now. Today was still good though; it was pretty normal for us, babysitting her little brother, eating two fast food meals, doing random art (it's neighbor Josh's 21st birthday in about 20 minutes), calling burps, and singing obnoxiously in the car. I just hate that I don't have the balls to say anything and I crave normalcy so much that I don't confront my issues with her.[/hide]

i will admit that strawberries make girls look prettier.

 

so here's a pic of me without strawberries.

 

it was taken about 6 months ago.

 

[hide][/hide]

Lab report to do.. pero quiero dormir... No me gusta.

I have no homework. It just feels awkward. I'll probably go to bed soon, but I gotta stay up up until at least midnight so I can tell Josh happy birthday on his official birthday.

Needs moar strawberries... but on the whole, not bad.

 

And Emily... you best tell Cyndi about your feelings. I know you don't have the balls, but as you are a woman, you don't need them.

[hide=This one's a page stretcher]I saw Cyndi last night (and most of today) but just for a little while. I went home to make dinner, didn't know when I'd be leaving, didn't know if I'd see her again before then.

 

Well, when Cyndi bluntly stated (texted) that she won't be seeing me next weekend because her boyfriend is coming home, I was upset, of course. That reality was harder to face each time I faced it, and I had hope until that moment. I'd only told her I was coming home October 2nd and been looking forward to seeing her since that night. Her reasoning for going to see Jerad (or so she told me, obviously it was that she'd rather see him) was that I'd be home next weekend. It's completely unfair and stupid, and she's insanely lucky that I love her unconditionally; there's a short list of people I feel that way about, and I doubt she completely understands that since I haven't yet expressed to her how upset she's made me over time.

 

As I was laying in bed pathetically crying about that, I thought of how badly I didn't want to come back here (my dorm). I really enjoyed my time at home. I liked being around the house, I liked having pets, I liked not having any responsibilities, and I liked having people I could talk to in other rooms or just next door. I missed the neighborhood and I missed my house. I didn't realize it until I was close to leaving. I feel so isolated here sometimes. I like being alone; I spend a lot of time alone at home, too, but I at least hear my family moving around or have my pets to keep me company. If I could have a cat here, I swear, so many problems would go away. I feel like a burden when I have to eat with Jessie and Seth because I have nobody else to eat with. I feel like they only spend so much time around me because they feel sorry for me. I feel invasive on their relationship, when really, they both like hanging out with me and their relationship is functional enough that they don't have to be alone together all the time.

 

I also did a lot of reflection on why I was home this weekend. Both my closest friends were over 4 hours away with their boyfriends and their boyfriends' families, while I went home on a weekend when my mom had to work 20 hours in two days. I went home because I felt too insecure to be without any of my "anchors". When I was at home, I couldn't even talk to any of them (while mom was working) because I was at a lower level of importance than any of the things they had going on. I didn't feel good about it.

 

 

Basically, the Cyndi thing triggered it, but everything that's been bothering me lately piled up and I cried it out and talked to my mom about it for a good 45 minutes or so. Once I was mostly calm, mom was talking to me about solutions and we decided that it's best that I seek a counselor here, since they've probably dealt with tons of people with similar problems. I don't honestly know what I want, and I don't feel completely confident that anyone can help me figure it out, but it's worth a shot. I have to look into that Wednesday afternoon.

 

 

Today was much better though; I woke up, kept my stuff piled neatly, and ended up hanging out with Cyndi for 9 hours. That girl doesn't know. I don't know how to talk to her. I'm going to spill everything to Jessie tomorrow morning because she's a more understanding person, but I need to find a way to talk to Cyndi. When I was talking about how bad I've felt lately, she zoned it out. She doesn't understand other peoples' emotions, so I don't know how to deal. We had one heart-to-heart once, and it's one of my fondest memories with her. I don't have the document, but I did my personal narrative on that last year. It's a really good reflection of my mentality at that time, and I can see the things I wrote out of anger because, when I edited it, I had recently fought with her. The problem is, that conversation happened almost two years ago, over the greatest winter break of my life, all due to her. So much has changed since then, much of it due to her current boyfriend. That's wrong, but that's reality right now. Today was still good though; it was pretty normal for us, babysitting her little brother, eating two fast food meals, doing random art (it's neighbor Josh's 21st birthday in about 20 minutes), calling burps, and singing obnoxiously in the car. I just hate that I don't have the balls to say anything and I crave normalcy so much that I don't confront my issues with her.[/hide]

Well, for better or for worse you'll always have us.

[hide=This one's a page stretcher]I saw Cyndi last night (and most of today) but just for a little while. I went home to make dinner, didn't know when I'd be leaving, didn't know if I'd see her again before then.

 

Well, when Cyndi bluntly stated (texted) that she won't be seeing me next weekend because her boyfriend is coming home, I was upset, of course. That reality was harder to face each time I faced it, and I had hope until that moment. I'd only told her I was coming home October 2nd and been looking forward to seeing her since that night. Her reasoning for going to see Jerad (or so she told me, obviously it was that she'd rather see him) was that I'd be home next weekend. It's completely unfair and stupid, and she's insanely lucky that I love her unconditionally; there's a short list of people I feel that way about, and I doubt she completely understands that since I haven't yet expressed to her how upset she's made me over time.

 

As I was laying in bed pathetically crying about that, I thought of how badly I didn't want to come back here (my dorm). I really enjoyed my time at home. I liked being around the house, I liked having pets, I liked not having any responsibilities, and I liked having people I could talk to in other rooms or just next door. I missed the neighborhood and I missed my house. I didn't realize it until I was close to leaving. I feel so isolated here sometimes. I like being alone; I spend a lot of time alone at home, too, but I at least hear my family moving around or have my pets to keep me company. If I could have a cat here, I swear, so many problems would go away. I feel like a burden when I have to eat with Jessie and Seth because I have nobody else to eat with. I feel like they only spend so much time around me because they feel sorry for me. I feel invasive on their relationship, when really, they both like hanging out with me and their relationship is functional enough that they don't have to be alone together all the time.

 

I also did a lot of reflection on why I was home this weekend. Both my closest friends were over 4 hours away with their boyfriends and their boyfriends' families, while I went home on a weekend when my mom had to work 20 hours in two days. I went home because I felt too insecure to be without any of my "anchors". When I was at home, I couldn't even talk to any of them (while mom was working) because I was at a lower level of importance than any of the things they had going on. I didn't feel good about it.

 

 

Basically, the Cyndi thing triggered it, but everything that's been bothering me lately piled up and I cried it out and talked to my mom about it for a good 45 minutes or so. Once I was mostly calm, mom was talking to me about solutions and we decided that it's best that I seek a counselor here, since they've probably dealt with tons of people with similar problems. I don't honestly know what I want, and I don't feel completely confident that anyone can help me figure it out, but it's worth a shot. I have to look into that Wednesday afternoon.

 

 

Today was much better though; I woke up, kept my stuff piled neatly, and ended up hanging out with Cyndi for 9 hours. That girl doesn't know. I don't know how to talk to her. I'm going to spill everything to Jessie tomorrow morning because she's a more understanding person, but I need to find a way to talk to Cyndi. When I was talking about how bad I've felt lately, she zoned it out. She doesn't understand other peoples' emotions, so I don't know how to deal. We had one heart-to-heart once, and it's one of my fondest memories with her. I don't have the document, but I did my personal narrative on that last year. It's a really good reflection of my mentality at that time, and I can see the things I wrote out of anger because, when I edited it, I had recently fought with her. The problem is, that conversation happened almost two years ago, over the greatest winter break of my life, all due to her. So much has changed since then, much of it due to her current boyfriend. That's wrong, but that's reality right now. Today was still good though; it was pretty normal for us, babysitting her little brother, eating two fast food meals, doing random art (it's neighbor Josh's 21st birthday in about 20 minutes), calling burps, and singing obnoxiously in the car. I just hate that I don't have the balls to say anything and I crave normalcy so much that I don't confront my issues with her.[/hide]

If she just zones out when you try to tell her, force her to listen.

I don't know how or when to tell her. I refuse to sink to her level and text them to her, but I don't want to ruin the little bit of time I get with her or leave her with bad thoughts. I'm not even completely sure what I'd have to say.

EMILY

 

I bet you'd like to play something on omgpop or apples to apples