Some things my roommate says, they shouldn't hurt, she doesn't mean for them to hurt, but they still do.
"I wish there wasn't such thing as makeup"
"I wish there wasn't such thing as plastic surgery"
Without those two, I don't look feminine enough to be considered female. They're essential to my appearance, the former right now, the latter in the future.
"I look so ugly today!"
That's never true, she's incredibly beautiful, and I'd be extremely envious if I could ever have her level of appearance.

It's also her birthday tomorrow, and she's going out every night this weekend. I feel excluded when she told me last week that I shouldn't go out, not because she was embarrassed to be around me, but because she was afraid what others would do, especially under the influence of copious amounts of alcohol. I want to believe the latter, but it feels like the former.

Quote from: megants on March 27, 2014, 07:07:05 PMFirst world problem I know, but I'm very, very angry about the changes to the QANTAS frequent flyer programme. Fairer flying, my a.......

I'd use Cathay or Singapore for the Kangaroo Route myself, maybe Etihad. Qantas is meh.

well, I actually had a pretty good day today but I tonight I was reading about top surgery and the recovery and realize as long as I have my dog, I won't be able to do it. that sucks.

Something (presumably that I ate) made me really sick. I'm supposed to go up for my T shot tomorrow so I really hope this only lasts an hour or so.

My mom got off of work early and is on her way home. 

Sick

Quote from: Colleen♡Callie on March 28, 2014, 08:54:12 AM
Sick

Something is going around, everyone is getting sick! 

My mom was sick, I might have avoided if not for being awake for 38 hours straight.  But yeah something going around.

Quote from: Colleen♡Callie on March 28, 2014, 08:54:12 AM
Sick

<Hands Colleen chicken soup, blanket and teddy bear>Get well soon sweetie!

Quote from: Jessica Merriman on March 28, 2014, 02:34:40 PM
<Hands Colleen chicken soup, blanket and teddy bear>Get well soon sweetie!

I am going to draw this.  When I'm feeling better, but yeah..

sicker than yesterday

stomach flu

Took a nap during the day and now my sleep schedule is all thrown off.
Also feeling inferior because I can neither act like a normal college student or a normal girl.

I helped a friend of mine to take his dog to the vet...the dog was so cute...like Milu from Tintin



the poor dog was suffering so bad...he couldn't move very well (ataxia) and kept hitting his head on the wall and floor...but he wanted to walk, he didn't want to stay laying in his bed all day...

One of his paws was broken...and he insisted in trying to use it...each barking of pain was like a sharp razor hitting my heart...the poor little creature only got calmer in my arms and there he slept...

But the vet thinks he have a brain tumour the only option may be euthanasia 

Quote from: Natalia on March 28, 2014, 06:40:42 PMI helped a friend of mine to take his dog to the vet...the dog was so cute...like Milu from Tintin



the poor dog was suffering so bad...he couldn't move very well (ataxia) and kept hitting his head on the wall and floor...but he wanted to walk, he didn't want to stay laying in his bed all day...

One of his paws was broken...and he insisted in trying to use it...each barking of pain was like a sharp razor hitting my heart...the poor little creature only got calmer in my arms and there he slept...

But the vet thinks he have a brain tumour the only option may be euthanasia 

Oh non! Pas Milou!

One of the girls in my room is suffering pretty badly with depression, but isn't at the stage where she wants/can do anything to get better.  I'm sitting here watching her boyfriend feel helpless and lost, and her laying in her misery.  It's like seeing my life a couple of years ago through someone else's eyes, and there's sod all I can do about it, because I'm as useless as a teaspoon at emotions.

My girlfriend is at the point of wanting to resign her job, but there's no other decent jobs around in the area (not that her's really is).  In three months she could move away with me, but not until then.  Sitting at home and doing nothing won't help her feel better about herself, but it's got to the point where I can't see it getting better there, and I can't bear to know that she's coming home in tears.

bad PTSD day. bleh

I checked my weight and i was at about 170-180 pounds. i wish i could just get rid of 30 of those pounds because they're making my waistline unsightly

Waking up and still being alive

Being completely out of money and options for food

Quote from: big kim on March 29, 2014, 05:14:57 PM
Waking up and still being alive

I know the feeling

Hugs

Quote from: RobinGee on March 29, 2014, 08:11:26 PM
Being completely out of money and options for food

You and me both

Hugs

Ended up torturing myself with reading my parents' old e-mails about me again.  I wanted to know what their thoughts were on an old teacher I've recently got in touch with, turns out they getting the school to spy on me for the majority of the year while letting me believe that I had freedom.  One night (at least) they even encouraged them to put baby monitors around my room to keep an eye on me all night.  At least I didn't get as far as the one where they said that I'd faked my own suicide attempt... Argh, my memories bad enough that I always forget what they, and it always hurts like reading it for the first time.  He was a good man, and still is, but if I'm to ever catch up with him again my options seem to be 10 hours on a train in one day just for an hour or two, or sleeping rough somewhere because I can't afford a hotel.

My girlfriend's admitted that if she doesn't resign from work her mental health is going to take a beating.