I officially have wireless. It is only slightly less cooler than life.
Please don't give me cancer, wireless. I love you. You can't do that to me.
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Showing posts with label worrying. Show all posts
Showing posts with label worrying. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
i knew there was a reason i loved cracked dot com
In this article, they pretty much shoot down about 50 per cent of my Mum's paranoia inducing theories.
http://www.cracked.com/article_17578_5-things-they-say-give-you-cancer-why-theyre-wrong.html
I love them.
http://www.cracked.com/article_17578_5-things-they-say-give-you-cancer-why-theyre-wrong.html
I love them.
just taking leave of my intelligence
What scares me most it that somewhere along the lines, something will not work.
And I don't know what it is.
My life has been so charmed that something is bound to go wrong. And whatever it is, I won't be able to deal with it. Since I was a youngun I've always known that I wanna get married and make babies. But what if I get divorced? What if my husband gets cancer?
What it I'm infertile?
I sit in the bath at night, staring at my general tummy area, please work please work please work.
It always happens that the more I want something, the more likely it is to fuck up and go wrong and not work. If I can't have children, what would I do? I wouldn't want to live? Sounds about right. Unbalanced but right. God what is with me today, throwing my deep dark shit around the internet.
People would say adopt, but would it be the same? I want to look at my child and think 'my eyes, his nose, her grandmother's humour'.
I make no sense and for that I apologise.
I'll retreat into stability again tomorrow, mmk?
And I don't know what it is.
My life has been so charmed that something is bound to go wrong. And whatever it is, I won't be able to deal with it. Since I was a youngun I've always known that I wanna get married and make babies. But what if I get divorced? What if my husband gets cancer?
What it I'm infertile?
I sit in the bath at night, staring at my general tummy area, please work please work please work.
It always happens that the more I want something, the more likely it is to fuck up and go wrong and not work. If I can't have children, what would I do? I wouldn't want to live? Sounds about right. Unbalanced but right. God what is with me today, throwing my deep dark shit around the internet.
People would say adopt, but would it be the same? I want to look at my child and think 'my eyes, his nose, her grandmother's humour'.
I make no sense and for that I apologise.
I'll retreat into stability again tomorrow, mmk?
Sunday, August 2, 2009
excuse me while i do some motivational speaking
I'm just starting to realise how much I've matured as a writer in the past year or so. I was re-reading my 'Connected Text Study', and I thought it was crap. Crappy crap. I used 'essentially' twice within three sentences! Argh! And what was up with my introduction and conclusion? I mean wtf.
However, when it was marked it recieved an 18 out of 20 (or was it 17? No, I think it was 18. It was an A, nonetheless, woowoo!). That has boosted my confidence so much for this year's CTS, as I know I'm a lot better than I was, so there's no reason why I wouldn't get an A. :) Now I just gotta shut up, stop worrying, stop procrastinating, and WORK DAMMIT.
However, when it was marked it recieved an 18 out of 20 (or was it 17? No, I think it was 18. It was an A, nonetheless, woowoo!). That has boosted my confidence so much for this year's CTS, as I know I'm a lot better than I was, so there's no reason why I wouldn't get an A. :) Now I just gotta shut up, stop worrying, stop procrastinating, and WORK DAMMIT.
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