OMFG. fuck this shit, i am so wasted...this is hard. ok, so my story is, my flatmate took my matric card from the kitchen table to get in the qmu underage. she got it confiscated, and only i cud get it back. i went, and the recepionist didnt have it, they had an argument with me about not knowing my mobile number...i left. tonight i was SO excited about going to rev for the first time since b4 easter, i figured i would tell them its my only form of id in the land of scotts and they have it. they couldnt fucking find it so i was like, i have 2 credit cards with my name on and a railcard with my name and photo on and they still wouldnt let me in, its against policy. AS IF THEY DIDNT RECOGNISE ME?!!! wtf?! saw frankie to tell him to tell my friends i was off home. so i went home, just as 2 peeps from the qmu were flyering around my place about the qm president elections. the girl was the hon. secretary and actually had my card right now but she was like,im really sorry bout the mix up, and im like, yeah, whatever. but christ! the only reason it got confiscated in the first place was because the doorstaff recognised me, but apparently it was the gingerbitch, and shes somewhere in south america right now. screw her. omg so now im at home watching fusking sexandthecity whilst everyone has an amazing night and ffs, i took so long straightening my hair, its just not fair, i think im going to cry now. i fucking bought i bottle of vodka and a bottle of coke specially and now im at home all alone and its all their fault and i still have to go to the hearing about me "aiding illegal entry" omg, its SO not fair. and i gained so much weight over easter i just feel like killing myself right now im so ugly and yuck. i dont know what to do with the spilt ribena on my desk, its so expensive, i dont want to just mop it up. i have to find my spike and stretch my ears again. i need a wee. this is so crap. i miss lewis, all he wants to do is play stupid games. ugh. i hope the ppl at lisas havent had my vodka and coke...im too poor to be sharing shit. although i have seen a very beatiful pair of spectacles that i would like. i shall have to see if i get the telesales job, if i do then ill buy em and not tell father i have the job so its like secret, underground money. ARGH! so many people were out tonight as well, it was a total party at lisas beforehand, and as there's no gain tomo, the next time im out will be friday i guess. that sucks. this weekend, i am going to get an eye test/spectacles and my conch pierced, its gunna be painful, my friend chris legg says its the worst hes ever had, he got his lip done, and that made me faint...so i guess this will be bad.
that is all. hello lewis you big wanker.
haemo x x x x x
that is all. hello lewis you big wanker.
haemo x x x x x
i was a) in a car crash and now im dealing with all the shit that follows, b) having a nervous breakdown because i have 100 out of 1000 for the excess i have to pay on the insurance claim, c) looking for a fucking job to pay for b, and d) fucking arguing with my mum.
im sorry i havnt replied to email, but see above.
i actually strung a rope around my neck this morning. it felt good.
love.