snow on the sahara

I just took two hours to go four miles.

I don't think I need to say anything more.

I just found out the guy who said I was his best friend got married and didn't even fucking tell me about it. I'm too much with the brokenheartedness to be angry right now, so sarcasticval will be handling the rage for me.

WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK IS WRONG WITH AIM?

God, I can barely type this. Because we hadn't played all through the band show this week and it'd suck if we didn't (well, it still will just less) we had to march in the FUCKING rain. Fuck those fuckers! I am wet up to my ass crack and NUMB. Actually now that I'm warming up I'm getting that damn itchy sensation in the un-numbing areas, like when you're a kid and come in from playing in the snow? Like that. So I'm scratching a lot now and my legs will be red from rawness later. Now the're just red from cold. I'm so freaking UNhappy right now. I'm sitting here in my underwear and shirt because I'm COLD and WET. And I still have to go to the fucking pep rally. At least I can sleep in later tomorrow than I thought.

While I'm pissed off and ranting? Oh, Tennyson81 sweetie? FUCK YOU. If you're going to spread lies and shit, at least put some RESEARCH into them. You're pathetic, darling, and for all your effort, all anyone is doing is laughing at you. You need a life beyond your delusions.

Aren't I the little ball of negativity. And I was in such a good mood this time yesterday. And now I'm swelling up from the cold and itching. Oh, joy.