ahh, well now. i realise my posts have been terribly lacking. but who cares, so little people read anw. i've moved, now at

livejournal.com/~thehappypill

visit! and all of you, add me!

now can i be ANYMORE of a useless fucktard and i wish i could just quit acting like some loser. i don't understand why i cannot be honest with myself and with whoever it is and just stop playing games which i don't know the rules, nor the strategy to. see, why i just absolutely need to isolate myself. this always happens. i just cannot, cannot stay ( Read more... )

In the drugs pantheon, alcohol is classed as a depressant, along with barbiturates, tranquillizers and anesthetics. However, its effects are somewhat biphasic - at low doses, it acts as a mild stimulent. As concentrations in the bloodstream increase, stimulation gives way to sedation, stupor, coma and finally death.

fcuk now you know, drink more ( Read more... )

it's been a while since i've spent four hours in front of the chess board and the opponent silently cursing and battling for the upper hand. when pins and forks were actually complex theories and the man i spent hours fighting far was a cold hard, unfeeling piece of plastic. how can anyone enjoy this ( Read more... )

sometimes, i'm so stupid it makes me sad.

there are three things that make me feel this way
1) Boys
2) Myself
3) School

there are three things i must do after this
1) find the damn pony shoes
2) cut my hair
3) isolate. myself.

URGHHHH

yeah that about sums it allllll up. i've never been this discourged. i mean, i've put in so much effort, probably as much or even more than last year for one paper i had such big dreams for dashed in little under half an hour. i saw everything vapourising, thats why the past few nights even though i've been in school. i've not been ( Read more... )

oooh, painful! it just so happened that he being in my field of vision caught my attention after the essay and i found myself staring and thinking (oh shoot me for this) "God, damn fine piece of work you got there". and the lovely pretty invigilator came up and hissedwhispered, "sorry" and pulled my paper out from under my elbow. how, embarrassing ( Read more... )

how wasted, a minute past, just an hour earlier. makes that much difference, no ( Read more... )

i'll try and keep this simple.

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Why is everyone listing their requirements for significant others? I thought i might try doing that. Then my list would look something like this

- kindness and compassion
- good (i'll settle for decent shirts, decent jeans) dressing
- must (fine) preferably play an ( Read more... )