What's messing with your groove?
#8981
Posted 24 September 2011 - 05:00 PM
Just heard back from St Andrews, they won't waiver the fucking English language requirement, even though I have a Bachelor's degree in English translation,and I've worked as a translator for several years, which should make me more than qualified to understand the English used at their university.
So now I have to spend $ 250 on a fucking TOEFL-test, and another $ 100 on bus just to get to and from the fucking testing location, before I can even fucking apply to the Master's Degree...I mean, What The Fuck?!
So now I have to spend $ 250 on a fucking TOEFL-test, and another $ 100 on bus just to get to and from the fucking testing location, before I can even fucking apply to the Master's Degree...I mean, What The Fuck?!
Things and stuffs...and other important objects.
#8982
Posted 24 September 2011 - 05:56 PM
My girlfriend left me a while back.
Wrote her a love song. It didn't work.
Managed to start getting over her after a few months. Everything starts to seem happier.
I find out my dog had stomach cancer. I put her down.
Re-depressed. Thinking about ex again for some reason.
Shit.
Wrote her a love song. It didn't work.
Managed to start getting over her after a few months. Everything starts to seem happier.
I find out my dog had stomach cancer. I put her down.
Re-depressed. Thinking about ex again for some reason.
Shit.
#8983
Posted 24 September 2011 - 06:36 PM
My bathtub doesn't have a jacuzzi function.
I have to start paying for food again.
I have to start cooking for myself again.
I have no decent tequila to drink.
I have three unpaid bills (and f*** you Glasgow City Council you corrupt lazy ba*****s for making the tax so high.
I'm jetlagged to f***
And i'm back to work after this weekend.
Coming home from holiday sucks.
On a lighter note, i'm back, so you may all now continue with your regularly scheduled program of worshiping the ground I hover over.
I have to start paying for food again.
I have to start cooking for myself again.
I have no decent tequila to drink.
I have three unpaid bills (and f*** you Glasgow City Council you corrupt lazy ba*****s for making the tax so high.
I'm jetlagged to f***
And i'm back to work after this weekend.
Coming home from holiday sucks.
On a lighter note, i'm back, so you may all now continue with your regularly scheduled program of worshiping the ground I hover over.
meh. Link was dead :(
#8984
Posted 24 September 2011 - 08:16 PM
JLV, on 24 September 2011 - 05:56 PM, said:
My girlfriend left me a while back.
Wrote her a love song. It didn't work.
Managed to start getting over her after a few months. Everything starts to seem happier.
I find out my dog had stomach cancer. I put her down.
Re-depressed. Thinking about ex again for some reason.
Shit.
Wrote her a love song. It didn't work.
Managed to start getting over her after a few months. Everything starts to seem happier.
I find out my dog had stomach cancer. I put her down.
Re-depressed. Thinking about ex again for some reason.
Shit.
I'm so sorry to hear that JLV.
"You don't clean u other peoples messes.... You roll in them like a dog on leftover smoked whitefish torn out f the trash by raccoons after Sunday brunch on a hot day."
~Abyss
~Abyss
#8985
#8986
Posted 25 September 2011 - 12:59 AM
My girlfriend went to a party without me and now I feel kind of down about that for no good reason.
/firstworldproblems
/firstworldproblems
Suck it Errant!
"It's time to kick ass and chew bubblegum...and I'm all out of gum."
QUOTE (KeithF @ Jun 30 2009, 09:49 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
It has been proven beyond all reasonable doubt that the most powerful force on Wu is a bunch of messed-up Malazans with Moranth munitions.
#8987
Posted 25 September 2011 - 02:17 PM
Maaay have cracked a rib

*casting the shaved knuckle*
#8988
Posted 25 September 2011 - 04:43 PM
I can't find my spare earrings..

Puck was not birthed, she was cleaved from a lava flow and shaped by a fierce god's hands. - [worry]
Ninja Puck, Ninja Puck, really doesn't give a fuck..? - [King Lear]
Ninja Puck, Ninja Puck, really doesn't give a fuck..? - [King Lear]
#8989
#8990
#8991
Posted 25 September 2011 - 11:13 PM
Shiki cracked her rib at my place last night. 
Have to tell my supervisor I want to leave at the end of the year... not going to be an easy conversation.

Have to tell my supervisor I want to leave at the end of the year... not going to be an easy conversation.
That Elephant is looking rather frayed at the edges
#8992
Posted 26 September 2011 - 12:48 AM
I feel queasy and restless, can't sleep. Work tomorrow, meh. Or rather, should be getting up in three hours

This post has been edited by Puck: 26 September 2011 - 12:48 AM
Puck was not birthed, she was cleaved from a lava flow and shaped by a fierce god's hands. - [worry]
Ninja Puck, Ninja Puck, really doesn't give a fuck..? - [King Lear]
Ninja Puck, Ninja Puck, really doesn't give a fuck..? - [King Lear]
#8993
Posted 26 September 2011 - 01:31 AM
Centzon Totochtin, on 25 September 2011 - 11:13 PM, said:
Shiki cracked her rib at my place last night. 

Happened just as Centz was serving dessert - I missed out on cheesecake

Doing okay, just need to be careful and stay dosed up on painkillers (didn't realise how much they were helping until they ran out). What REALLY sucks is that I still have to cough every now and then.
*casting the shaved knuckle*
#8994
Posted 26 September 2011 - 01:53 AM
Shiara, on 26 September 2011 - 01:31 AM, said:
Happened just as Centz was serving dessert
How hard does she serve dessert that it can break your ribs?
Hello, soldiers, look at your mage, now back to me, now back at your mage, now back to me. Sadly, he isn’t me, but if he stopped being an unascended mortal and switched to Sole Spice, he could smell like he’s me. Look down, back up, where are you? You’re in a warren with the High Mage your cadre mage could smell like. What’s in your hand, back at me. I have it, it’s an acorn with two gates to that realm you love. Look again, the acorn is now otataral. Anything is possible when your mage smells like Sole Spice and not a Bole brother. I’m on a quorl.
#8995
Posted 26 September 2011 - 02:03 AM
I am very forceful with my desserts!
That Elephant is looking rather frayed at the edges
#8996
Posted 26 September 2011 - 02:19 AM
"So what's the problem, miss?"
"Well doctor, I was having dinner at my friend's house and she asked me if I wanted some pudding, I said yes, then she overarm bowled a spotted dick at me at over eighty miles an hour right in the chest."
"Sounds like you got your just desserts, eh? Eh?"
"I think it's punctured a lung, I'm coughing up bloody froth an..." *falls off chair*
"Eh? Get it? Eh?"
"Well doctor, I was having dinner at my friend's house and she asked me if I wanted some pudding, I said yes, then she overarm bowled a spotted dick at me at over eighty miles an hour right in the chest."
"Sounds like you got your just desserts, eh? Eh?"
"I think it's punctured a lung, I'm coughing up bloody froth an..." *falls off chair*
"Eh? Get it? Eh?"
Hello, soldiers, look at your mage, now back to me, now back at your mage, now back to me. Sadly, he isn’t me, but if he stopped being an unascended mortal and switched to Sole Spice, he could smell like he’s me. Look down, back up, where are you? You’re in a warren with the High Mage your cadre mage could smell like. What’s in your hand, back at me. I have it, it’s an acorn with two gates to that realm you love. Look again, the acorn is now otataral. Anything is possible when your mage smells like Sole Spice and not a Bole brother. I’m on a quorl.
#8997
Posted 26 September 2011 - 09:20 AM
1. it seems my and one girl's timetables are vastly incompatible. probably nothing good gonna come out of that little relation.
2. I'm going to be ill. and I can't take time off work due to a coworker being hospitalized. fuck this shit.
2. I'm going to be ill. and I can't take time off work due to a coworker being hospitalized. fuck this shit.
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.
#8998
Posted 26 September 2011 - 09:43 AM
Sombra, on 23 September 2011 - 09:04 PM, said:
Fuck Collingwood. In the arse. With a spiked baseball bat.

Go Geelong.
Throw in career-ending injuries to Swan, Pendlebury and Cloke, plus the revelation of some sort of sexual and financial scandal at the club that destroys Eddie McGuire and I'll be happy.




Go Geelong.
Throw in career-ending injuries to Swan, Pendlebury and Cloke, plus the revelation of some sort of sexual and financial scandal at the club that destroys Eddie McGuire and I'll be happy.
Just because the boys make you feel inadequate in your manhood you don't need to be so cruel

Wry, on 29 February 2012 - 10:50 AM, said:
And you're not complaining, you're criticizing. It's a side-effect of being better than everyone else, I get it sometimes too.
~TQB~
#8999
#9000
Posted 26 September 2011 - 11:12 PM
suddenly nauseous on the way to work... seems to have passed now, but not a pleasant way to start the day

That Elephant is looking rather frayed at the edges