I've not really been in much of a writing mood lately so I can say thank you round up post. I also have a few posts to get ready. By which I mean literally two. No wait...4 actually. One of which is a podcast. Oooh goody my week is covered. If I can hold off talking about certain things. Anyway, it's time to look back at the week that was last week.
Tuesday was my first podcast. What did I do for my first ever podcast? I chatted for 17 minutes. I was answering 33 questions though in the course of it it turned out a few questions were repeats, and ultimately I only answered 31 different questions. It would have been longer but with me losing my hard drive, I also lost my old internet history that had more questions. Anyway, like I said look forward to another one of those this week. I think it's more than likely going to be Wednesday this week.
Speaking of Wednesday I gave a write up of the week before lasts driving lesson. Expect a write up of last weeks driving lesson tomorrow. Yes it would be easier to give a report on it the week it happens but I don't do things the easy way. Or the hard way for that matter. I only have "Wrong Mode."
Thursday I went back to traditional emotasticular day. This Thursday is going to be personal too but I don't think it's going to be dark and moody and deadly. So what was my problem last week? I couldn't cry. I still can't. Despite everything that has happened to me lately I still cannot cry.
Friday I talked about how you shouldn't regret anything. How every mistake can help us to grow and become better. I do think that the more we suffer, the better a person we become. You see it all the time with things like relationships. People wonder why girls go with the "bad boys", well you see she needs to go through some bad boys to appreciate a "good guy". Same applies to guys. We need to be screwed over. It sucks but it's how it goes. Life either creates or destroys you. It's not likely to destroy me no matter how hard it tries. I think life is afraid of me >_>
SEE. I CAN talk positively.
Saturday I posted a poem I wrote about the darkness within myself. It's not just my depression but it's also my anger and just everything. I really do push and pull people away at the same time. I may go more into it some other time, but for now suffice to say I'm so afraid of rejection I reject others myself.
Sunday well really I think the less said about that the better. But the song this week was Novocaine by Bon Jovi. Sadly there was no actual Novocaine to be found.
Cowgirl if you read this, damn right I'm going to feel compelled to respond to all your comments (may have done it already) and I'll give some background as to why I'm in court tomorrow when I talk about it. Which may be Friday. But basically I was robbed last Halloween (you might remember that) and as the sole witness I have to go because the cunt pleaded not guilty. I know you want to reclaim the word cunt for vagina's everywhere but I think you'll let me get away with it.