Fuck

[knights_say_nih]

Fuck. He just called. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.




Please note, f-list, guy trouble turn me into Bridget Jones.

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[surexit.livejournal.com]

Did she know?

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

Yes.


But she's an utter, utter bitch. Her excuse was that it wasn't on purpose.

But that's a different story. *mutters* Bitch.

[surexit.livejournal.com]

You're joking.

KILL IT WITH FIRE.

Did you wake her up? I would've been sticking pins into her.

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

I did once. And she snapped at me and told me to put on a sweater (on a fucking 800 person airplane) and said not to bother her again.

Stupid girl. We'd been barely civil all of thailand though. We don't get along. She tends to assume that she deserves everything immediately. And gets mad when I don't cave. Which I never do.

Also, there's an overheated, half-undressed, flushed Jack in the bar.

Because of summer.

But still.

[surexit.livejournal.com]

PINSPINSPINSPINS.

Oh, is there. :D

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

I SO would have, if I thought I could get away with it.

*loathes*

And there is indeed. I'm cheering myself up!

[surexit.livejournal.com]

You are down?

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

Just still anxious, because I'm anxiety prone. And it's a nasty rumour.

[surexit.livejournal.com]

*snugs*

Dude, he's called Mal. He can't be all that bad.

Also, I am going to watch TV for a bit. Back soonish.

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

Bye!