incredibly hurt and sad

Fuck! I hate it when I come online in a good mood for a little bit of fun and shit hurts my eyes and heart. I'm trying really hard to be rational or indifferent but I cannot deny my heart. Why do I have to fancy a celeb whom I'll never even meet, let alone get close to!? It all just makes me incredibly hurt and sad.

Plus, ugh, I tried out new URLs for my blog for hours yesterday and nothing fits! I thought of krõpakrõpa, but it doesn't have a meaning or anything. I gave our dogs the crunchy dry food and called them to eat "krõpa, krõpa". :D I like the way it sounds but I cannot even keep the original and correct spelling if I was to use the name. Lame.

going crazy thinking of a new name for my blog!

Gahhhhh!!! I'm going crazy thinking of a new name for my blog!!! Absolutely everything is taken and the last posts, if there even are any, are made in 2000. Like, if you don't use the blog, fucking delete it so that others can use the name!

Like a latex t-shirt?

*mother getting dressed*
Mum: Now I just need a t-shirt to push all of my fat together.
Me: Like a latex t-shirt?
:D
Yeah I'm lame and laugh at my own jokes.

And mother made up yet another new word - magelema. It's a mix of magama and vedelema.

Shitballs! Monkey balls!

Shitballs! I've been going to town for the past two days and got anxiety. Monkey balls! But I managed to sit for a few seconds at the town square and ride through the town without taking Diazepam.

Yeah and it bugs me sooooo much I can't come up with a cute new name for my blog.

Yeah and there's this guy...I've even blogged about him, our first meet up, and... maybe something will come out of it. I hope so. He's name is Rando I think. He's 23 and his birthday is on the 5th of november. I should haved asked him to come over today cause my body wants a dick. :D Yeah, we all get horny, no shame in that.

That's what's freaking me out

Gahhh! I'm shitting my pants right now! On tuesday I gave my CV to a second hand clothes shop. I was told the manager/supervisor will be in the shop on  thursday/friday. So I imagine that's when she'll get in contact with me. I'm so anxious about it. I could handle the job interview I guess but I'm afraid I'll get the job. That's what's freaking me out. :(