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Posted June 4th 2010 at 01:36 PM by LlamaLlamaDuck
So today is Friday, tomorrow is Saturday and then after saturday, this week will be over.
Can I forget about this week please??
I know I've had bad weeks, happens relatively frequently, everyone does. But if this week never existed, I'd be so much happier.
Started the week feeling completely and utterly alone and hopeless.
But I was happy, at least. Out with my parents and brother I walked barefoot along the beach, put my shoes on to get back to the car and have lunch and then back to being barefoot while I ran about on woodchips for an hour.
That park was amazing.
The land is owned by monks who have taken a vow of silence, except from one monk who speaks between 5 and 6 at night. So they had to go to see him then to ask for planning permission to renovate the park and update it.
Then we sat and watched Derren Brown which was a bad idea. He was with some demon hunter. I believe in ghosts and demons and stuff but this guy was ridiculous. So I get to start questioning my beliefs even more, yay!
Then I get bored on Wednesday, find my mum's alcohol and quite enjoyed myself with that. Wandered into the garage and found a carpet cutter, enjoyed myself with that as well.
My friend then comes to me and says 'Oh I talked with ***** and we think you need to get some help. You're paranoid to the point of delusional and we both know you have some serious obsessive compulsive problems.'
Great.
I ask another friend's opinion on this and get 'You're a self diagnosing attention seeking liar.'
Except that she spelled it all wrong.
Last week she asked me 'Nat do you think your psychi powers and jsut a sytome of schizoprica?'
THAT'S NOT EVEN A WORD!
And anyway, knowing things no one has told me, being able to spontaneously predict random things and having things I dream about happen doesn't make me psychic. Right?
So after all this, I spent yesterday wishing for the week to be over whilst putting on a happy face around my best friend who I'm a little confused about. She told me she was straight. Oh well, my confusion doesn't really matter now anyway. -_-
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So to cheer me up, (she always seems to *sense* when something's bugging me ) My friend started singing along to my iPod and I joined her. She stopped to listen to me and we started arguing.
She thinks I can sing.
I don't.
She convinced me to download an instrumental version of a song, sing along to it and see what I thought.
I did. It sucked.
She made me promise to let her listen to it 'Or so help me I will hack your computer and put it on youtube. You know I would, do you really want to test me?'
Fantastic.
I should really stop ranting.
Maybe the friend who called me a liar has found a way to read my random rants and that's why she says that I'm an attention seeker who harms herself for no reason. Hm.
Oh well.
On the upside. I spent an hour on Sunday with my parents bitching about my dad's sister.
(For those who don't know, she's been psychologically bullying me for 8 years, telling me my parents are bad parents, I'm not good enough, they don't like me etc. She found out about my sh, that I didn't eat in school and that I was researching wicca. She blackmailed me over this for a year before telling my parents I went to her with cuts from my wrist to my elbow (WTF ) and that I was a pagan who was planning on running away to join a cult. Right. Sure. Either way she hates us we hate her, haven't seen her in four months. Psych blames her for my minor mental issues)
My dad basically said that if I see her again before I go back to the psych nurse (in August) and she says ANYTHING to me. He's going to go to my doctor, get her to write a letter saying that it was my aunt who caused me so many psychological problems, take the letter to a judge and get a restraining order against her.
I'm half hoping I DO see her now
Can I forget about this week please??
I know I've had bad weeks, happens relatively frequently, everyone does. But if this week never existed, I'd be so much happier.
Started the week feeling completely and utterly alone and hopeless.
But I was happy, at least. Out with my parents and brother I walked barefoot along the beach, put my shoes on to get back to the car and have lunch and then back to being barefoot while I ran about on woodchips for an hour.
That park was amazing.
The land is owned by monks who have taken a vow of silence, except from one monk who speaks between 5 and 6 at night. So they had to go to see him then to ask for planning permission to renovate the park and update it.
Then we sat and watched Derren Brown which was a bad idea. He was with some demon hunter. I believe in ghosts and demons and stuff but this guy was ridiculous. So I get to start questioning my beliefs even more, yay!
Then I get bored on Wednesday, find my mum's alcohol and quite enjoyed myself with that. Wandered into the garage and found a carpet cutter, enjoyed myself with that as well.
My friend then comes to me and says 'Oh I talked with ***** and we think you need to get some help. You're paranoid to the point of delusional and we both know you have some serious obsessive compulsive problems.'
Great.
I ask another friend's opinion on this and get 'You're a self diagnosing attention seeking liar.'
Except that she spelled it all wrong.
Last week she asked me 'Nat do you think your psychi powers and jsut a sytome of schizoprica?'
THAT'S NOT EVEN A WORD!
And anyway, knowing things no one has told me, being able to spontaneously predict random things and having things I dream about happen doesn't make me psychic. Right?
So after all this, I spent yesterday wishing for the week to be over whilst putting on a happy face around my best friend who I'm a little confused about. She told me she was straight. Oh well, my confusion doesn't really matter now anyway. -_-
</3
So to cheer me up, (she always seems to *sense* when something's bugging me
) My friend started singing along to my iPod and I joined her. She stopped to listen to me and we started arguing. She thinks I can sing.
I don't.
She convinced me to download an instrumental version of a song, sing along to it and see what I thought.
I did. It sucked.
She made me promise to let her listen to it 'Or so help me I will hack your computer and put it on youtube. You know I would, do you really want to test me?'
Fantastic.
I should really stop ranting.
Maybe the friend who called me a liar has found a way to read my random rants and that's why she says that I'm an attention seeker who harms herself for no reason. Hm.
Oh well.
On the upside. I spent an hour on Sunday with my parents bitching about my dad's sister.
(For those who don't know, she's been psychologically bullying me for 8 years, telling me my parents are bad parents, I'm not good enough, they don't like me etc. She found out about my sh, that I didn't eat in school and that I was researching wicca. She blackmailed me over this for a year before telling my parents I went to her with cuts from my wrist to my elbow (WTF
) and that I was a pagan who was planning on running away to join a cult. Right. Sure. Either way she hates us we hate her, haven't seen her in four months. Psych blames her for my minor mental issues)My dad basically said that if I see her again before I go back to the psych nurse (in August) and she says ANYTHING to me. He's going to go to my doctor, get her to write a letter saying that it was my aunt who caused me so many psychological problems, take the letter to a judge and get a restraining order against her.
I'm half hoping I DO see her now
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