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BRO THERE IS NOTHING TO EAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT
Um WHY IS THERE DORITOS IN THE FRIDGE?!!@
(Source: ghosti)
I’m starting to get things sorted out.
I’m starting to take control.
I had my first driving lesson today. And it was scary and wonderful and good and bad and all things inbetween. I got to drive in a bitchin rust orange xr6 falcon with sooooo much more power than I could handle. I’m too small for it, hardly reaching the pedals with the seat pushed as far forward as it can go, and it is crazy powerful, and it was heavily raining and I was incredibly nervous. But I did it. I survived. I have 6 things to perfect so my instructor can tick them off in the next couple of lessons, which excites me. Once they are ticked off I feel like it will all seem real. I’ll feel like this is actually getting somewhere. I also went driving tonight in my excel, and after driving a big turbo car, I never want to drive anything other than the excel again! It just felt right. I knew the way it turned, the brake and accelerator points, the controls, everything. It’s like going home after a holiday. You’re just so relieved to be in your comfort zone again.
I’ve also recently sold my soul and applied for a looking for work centrelink payment. Even though everyone is telling me it’s pretty much not going to happen, I’m still a little bit hopeful. Since the whole “job” thing isn’t happening for me at the moment, centrelink was my last option, my tiny little ray of hope in achieving some kind of income I can use to support myself. I have a phone interview on the 1st of June, so until then all I can do is cross my fingers and try to stay positive.
My other option is selling the rest of my soul to the other spawn of evil and apply for a job at McDonalds. If it comes to that I don’t know what I would do.
Now all I have to do is get my two new piercings, get my tattoo and work out which tafe course I want to do. Once everything starts to fall into place I think I’ll start to feel like less of a failure and disappointment to everyone and more of a happy, positive, everyday teenager who is excited about what life has to offer.
End of transmission.
I just typed half a page of my thoughts and the window closed and I thought it was lost forever.
victory is mine.
Mickey has nephews, Donald has nephews, Goofy has a son.
And he wasn’t adopted, he looks just like him.
Goofy……has had sex.
Goofy…..has known a woman biblically….Imagine what it must’ve looked like.
Imagine what it sounded like.These are the things I think about when I wake up in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat.
GAWRSH
bet he did it doggy style AHAAHAHAHAHAHAH
i’m sorry.. i’m going to retreat into my hole again now…
(Source: foreveralone-lyguy)
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