Showing posts with label arguement. Show all posts
Showing posts with label arguement. Show all posts

Tuesday, 20 July 2010

My Day - Episode Thirty Two

Woke up today at Dad's house by the noise of the dog howling which is totally rare. So I went downstairs to find my living room especially crowded as The Wrinklies were over. (Thats the grandparents on my dads for people who are unaware of this cute petname)
So we had some delightful chatter and a rather depressing realisation that (BBEEPPP). Then dada went off to some diving shop and C was off to work so it was me and the Sis in the house.
Sissy wanted to go get C some flowers as a thankyou for trying to find work so we nipped to the shops and got some pasties and mints. It was nice to be out but I had a premonition of a killer headache so I wrapped myself up in movies for about 5 hours. By then I had a fully fledged OWMYFOOKINGHEADache. So I downed some paracetamol (Which did nothing) and lots of water, thinking it was probably down to being dehydrated.
It was so within two glasses of water and a walk around the block (which I love and really should do more often) I was fine again.
Apart from being depressed.

See last time I was here at dads I had Him sleep over but the huge calamity lead to C thinking we were 'up to things' when we totally weren't and I felt completely betrayed because I thought she had trust and understood me. She also blamed us for her not getting any sleep even though she went to bed at like 1 when we went at 11 and I only got up once because I had a nightmare.

So anyways I'm bummedout because I know now that even after two years of maturing and totally respecting every stupid rule to do with boys they threw at me AND completely getting a new boyfriend - they have NO trust in me and my word at all.

Also Him is in Germany and I'm pining, walking around the house looking glum because there is no-one to surprise piggy-back on and kiss my elbows when I smack against the doorframe. Two very important roles for a boyfriend of course....

Wednesday, 7 April 2010

My Day - Episode Twenty One

I can never remember if numbers are one word or hyphoned or separate. Don't bother telling me, I prefer to separate them anyways.

So today! I woke up this morning and spent a fuck long time on my hair which was totally worth it for the two comments I got today, seriously, just a few passing words make the effort of the mornings and night time worth it. Then first I got into a really icky mood because Tweedle-dee was there and I can't relax with them around. They aren't krewe, they aren't my friend and they also are not very interesting to me so I kind of just clam up and spend the whole time plotting their demise.

Then I had a structured study. Since I started dating Him I walk him to German and say a reasonable goodbye and stumble on down to my SS a little late, but nothing major. It was maybe 4/5 minutes into the lesson when I got to our usual meeting place. So I thought, "oh they must of gone into the library" so I went in, did a lap of it and stopped to chat to Wallflower and Darling One. No sign. So next option was bottom red, I went there, nothing. Seating areas? Checked them all. Checked all of the study areas and the new block just in case. Nothing, no sign. I got my phone, texted Goldilocks as sometimes she would inform me where they were. Did another lap just for one last check and then decided they had just given up and gone off without me. So I settled down in bottom red, now half an hour wasted on looking for the fuckers. Then I emailed them as a last resort and got down to work in a foul temper.
Yes it's petty to get annoyed that they didn't wait, but I was a mere 5 minutes late at most and they couldn't be arsed to wait.
Then I found out they had apparently been in the library for the whole time, doing jack shit by the look of it. But in the 30 minutes I was missing not one suggested, "Oh, maybe we should text/email/find Becca so she's not walking around like a complete FUCKFACE!"

Then when I finally got in a good enough mood to join them, my arrival was barely even acknowledge, no apology, no "Hey, you look kinda pissed off, sup?", not even a "Woops". Needless to say, I was more than a little annoyed.

So I went into tutor time in a really shite mood but luckily two random half-friends were there to act like fools, tease me with gossip and cheer me up. God bless randomers who make you day. I had a nice English lesson though, growing ever closer to SkootchyDollFace. Then my IEC wasn't as bad today. Did some one on one in each lesson which is easier for me as they tend to be a lot nicer when they don't have to show off to a crowd. Annoys me that they can't be that angelic in every lesson though.

So that was my day, minidramas and all. I'm good now, had pizza for dinner and did the workout dvd which always makes me happy. :)

Tuesday, 12 January 2010

"Haze"

On my little igoogle page I have a little weather widget which tells me the forecast and like temperature.
Next to 'Current:' It said 'Haze'. Like Hazy or Hail but Haze.

When someone asks "What's the weather like over there?" Not ever have I heard someone say "Haze."

Although that's sort of how I feel at the moment. Revision for two subjects muddles my mind until I finally managed to separate it into two catagories. Now I've done one exam and the other is tommorow (Wish me luck) and my mind is all full of haze and mess!

Not to mention I had an arguement with my mum, tears on my side only this time but shouting on both. Really it was just a case of me being tense and stress and mum interpreting what I'd said to something really trivial and completely different to what I meant. Then of course I couldn't get a word in edgeways, so I raised my voice and she did to. It escalated and got blown way out of proportion.
After I'd confined myself to my room for a considerable amount of time to calm down, we talked it over like we usually do and it turned out that actually I just didn't want to eat the soup.

So there ya go.