Messed up friends

So, when I was about 11 I was friends with this girl who ended up in a madhouse cause her parents were divorcing and fighting and what not.

Then a few years later a childhood friend of mine ended up in jail because of drugs and robbery and stuff.

And I received a mail from my mother the other day that the girl's pregnant again (the first time she wasn't put to jail when she was supposed to cause she was pregnant and had her baby and had to feed it and such). And so she's pregnant again and her man is beating her really bad.

And her brother drove a car to another town to get away froma drunk father or something. When he was 11.

So and now, another firend of mine is really messed up. She's being kicked out of her house by her mother and she had to walk out of her job, cause she didn't want to go in without taking a shower for a week.

And the "lovely" managers at the work place obviously complained that, "Oh what a bother, we have to find someone to cover you, blah blah blah". Have you been kicked out of your house by your mother or been homeless, bitch?! No? Then shut the fuck up and find someone to cover her! Gobshite managers!

Will get the girl to come and see a shrink with me next Tuesday at 10.

Been messing around with the Sims patches, confusing and time consuming...and byte consuming.

The bill will be a high one, I can tell ya.

Armageddon

Ha! Saw the film yesterday.

Now, imagine there's an asteroid rushing towards the Earth.

What does an american do?

He sends a crew of 14 people, most of them deep core drillers, to space with only 12 days preparation, and one bomb.

Plus NASA is so out of this world that they won't budge when the existence of the Earth is at stake.

And then comes the all mighty president of America who has the world's future in his hands.

He gets to decide whether detonate the bomb or not.

Well, I guess the last bit's kinda true.

Bush did fuck up the world.

Speaking of Bush - is he neutered yet?

Glitches and bugs

So, this guy has been calling me, looking for a friend of mine.

Yeah, I don't know where she is.

Apparently she was found at someone's place.

Safe.

Not so informative and quite random.

Yeah, I just got phone calls from this guy asking if I had heard from her.

No.

Got to rant about my bf yesterday to Colette.

Was a good rant.

Talked about psychological stuff and phobias.

I also bought World Adventures, the Sims 3 EP.

Yeah, sent a sim to France and when she came back the sims panel was gone.

Woohoo, I'm so happy I wasted 30 euros on a bunch of glitches and bugs.

Thank you so much, EA.

Wish you good luck of releasing that kind of shit.

Next time just call you EP's The Glitches or The Bugs or The Shit or Go-on-waste-your-money-on-this-massive-label-whose-product-quality-has-hit-rock-bottom-and-the-makers-don't-give-a-shit-cause-they're-filthy-rich-from-stealing-your-money.

Anyway, I'll try reinstalling it and if it doesn't work, the shop better give me my money back.

Evil

Well, in the words of Eric Forman, yesterday was "one rooting-tooting, big old crap of a day."

Boyfriend was being absolutely evil to me.

Ate 6 Kinder Eggs.

Early Easter.

Got a phone call from a nurse from the clinic.

Will see a psychiatrist at 10:00 next Tuesday.

Psychologist at 15:00.

No sign of periods. Should I be worried?

Think it's either the antidepressants or my nerves.

Blah, today better be better.

All words

Yeah, so the last few weeks have really taught me that the life on internet is no life.

So there's people who give out to other people when in 'real life' they're as quiet as a mouse, under everyone's thumb.

You can have a big and long following on internet whereas in 'real life' you have no one.

And! On internet you can say stuff like, "Yeah, I want to participate in this project, I will write for my fucking life," or "Sure, I'll do this survey myself," when in reality people just fuck off and you're the one who has to do everything for the same fuckers who failed to carry through their promise.

Number one internet rule - trust and rely on noone!

Shane Dawson, get a proper job!

Damn those people. I hope you'll fail in your final essay.

(This is the first time I've used courier font. It's because it's ugly. In your honour, 'writers'- get bent and up yours!)