what is the absolute WORST thing that has ever happened to you? how did you handle it? did you seek revenge? 
Mm. Let's see. About a year ago, July 29th, this boy drove seven hours to visit me, as it was the closest we'd been near each other, and we'd started getting really close over AIM. We spent the day together. When that was done, he drove home. A lot of emotional stuff happened. He went home, and supposedly broke up with his boyfriend, and him and I have been waiting for this summer to come.
I came home Sunday night, from an interview at my new job (which I started the next day). He'd been grounded for the summer, due to cruddy grades (Like me, he stopped giving a damn). His AIM name had gotten online, and I'd gotten all happy and started mass-IMing him. He replied after a few minutes "this isn't nick, it's his boyfriend, kevin".
Imagineably, I'm utterly, utterly heart-broken. After a few minutes back and forth conversation, he logged off. Nick's refused to answer his cell phone, answer e-mails, anything. I even went on his server and left a ton of wordpad files telling him to call me. They've all been deleted. He's still not called me, or e-mailed me, or IMed me.
I'd been so ready to move up there this summer (Iowa) and be with him. I'm glad I had applied to Gulf Coast, else I may not have been able to get into college. I've decided to take all of my friends advice, and move on. But that's extremely painful.
How am I handling it? Poorely. I've not slept since Sunday night. I've worked 9 hour work days, and generally leave home an hour before work (I live 30 miles away from the closest city in either direction), and it takes me an hour to get up, showered, dressed, feed myself. And then another hour home. So, easily, 12 hour days. Up at 6, home at 6ish. Sometimes 6:30. But it keeps me distracted. I've started drinking Captain and Coke again, and watching really bad movies, like Blade Trinity and Underworld, just because I love the story-lines, and they keep me distracted. I'm the sort of person who would beat myself up over this, if I left myself alone with me. Yea. Doesn't play well with others.
I'm intending to move on, and am actually going out with a guy soon, as you can see in that other thread.
He's gorgeous, although I feel bad, because I just don't feel for him like I did Nick. But that could just be my innate sense of distrust being inflated.
Revenge? I'll have the absolute pleasure of telling Nick, when he does call, and does what he probably will do - deny it, lie about it, then admit it. And cry for forgiveness. I'm hoping I'll be with someone that won't treat me like that, so I can tell Nick that I was wrong - I could find someone who I care about more than him.
Even though I know that's not the case. =\\ Bois suck. End of story!
I came home Sunday night, from an interview at my new job (which I started the next day). He'd been grounded for the summer, due to cruddy grades (Like me, he stopped giving a damn). His AIM name had gotten online, and I'd gotten all happy and started mass-IMing him. He replied after a few minutes "this isn't nick, it's his boyfriend, kevin".
Imagineably, I'm utterly, utterly heart-broken. After a few minutes back and forth conversation, he logged off. Nick's refused to answer his cell phone, answer e-mails, anything. I even went on his server and left a ton of wordpad files telling him to call me. They've all been deleted. He's still not called me, or e-mailed me, or IMed me.
I'd been so ready to move up there this summer (Iowa) and be with him. I'm glad I had applied to Gulf Coast, else I may not have been able to get into college. I've decided to take all of my friends advice, and move on. But that's extremely painful.
How am I handling it? Poorely. I've not slept since Sunday night. I've worked 9 hour work days, and generally leave home an hour before work (I live 30 miles away from the closest city in either direction), and it takes me an hour to get up, showered, dressed, feed myself. And then another hour home. So, easily, 12 hour days. Up at 6, home at 6ish. Sometimes 6:30. But it keeps me distracted. I've started drinking Captain and Coke again, and watching really bad movies, like Blade Trinity and Underworld, just because I love the story-lines, and they keep me distracted. I'm the sort of person who would beat myself up over this, if I left myself alone with me. Yea. Doesn't play well with others.
I'm intending to move on, and am actually going out with a guy soon, as you can see in that other thread.
He's gorgeous, although I feel bad, because I just don't feel for him like I did Nick. But that could just be my innate sense of distrust being inflated.Revenge? I'll have the absolute pleasure of telling Nick, when he does call, and does what he probably will do - deny it, lie about it, then admit it. And cry for forgiveness. I'm hoping I'll be with someone that won't treat me like that, so I can tell Nick that I was wrong - I could find someone who I care about more than him.
Even though I know that's not the case. =\\ Bois suck. End of story!
How bloody ironic.
QUOTE(Athana @ Jun 9 2005, 01:18 PM)
When Erion killed Athana on her wedding day. Too emotionally crushed from thinking about it that I can't go into too much detail.
Heh, just kidding...I can't really remember what I did.
Heh, just kidding...I can't really remember what I did.
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Erion..you evil kid..hrmm haven't had a very bad mishap happen yet to Aurella...or maybe it has, i just don't remember
i'll post when (notice the when, not if..) it happens -.-Erion WAS nasty. He HATED Celest, he HATED Shiro, and Athana just married him. He warned her! Summoned her into the sky. She fell, he killed. Quickly. She just got mad, tried to come after me, teleported right into some Mag guards. Or, more correctly, just over them. She fell, died. I ran before the guards got to me.
She just got mad, tried to come after me, teleported right into some Mag guards. Or, more correctly, just over them. She fell, died. I ran before the guards got to me. QUOTE(Erion @ Jun 9 2005, 01:19 PM)
Even though I know that's not the case. =\\ Bois suck. End of story!
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Erion 
yeah..some guys do suck *rants about guys*QUOTE(Erion @ Jun 9 2005, 04:26 PM)
Omg, I know. And not always the good kind, either. =\\
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Was that a ninja
And i thought you were soo innocent and nice Erion
-cowers Erion-
-cowers Erion-
.. INNOCENT? NICE? Anyone who had Panda with me could tell you otherwise. 
Should be.
QUOTE(Erion @ Jun 9 2005, 09:55 PM)
Should be.
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PSH!!!
Erions awesome on Panda! Well, his stories are grand anyways 
Buuuut yea guys do suck... I think the worst is my sisters on and off boyfriend for nearly 4-5 years tried dating me...uhh... :\\ yea, I'm done..
Buuuut yea guys do suck... I think the worst is my sisters on and off boyfriend for nearly 4-5 years tried dating me...uhh... :\\ yea, I'm done..
oh...and I did do something, can't remember what it was though
Man, people that say "guys suck" like it's a blanket statement piss me off. And no, I'm not saying I'm any better, but I know plenty who are. Geez. 
Worst thing that happened. Hmm. Most of you will find it hilarious, but some of you may not appreciate the humour, so I'll give you a big ol' gap.
Well, when I was four or so, my family and I were moving homes, from Italy (Naples) to England. It was gonna be a long car trip, especially for a pair of two to four year old kids, but yeah. Anyway, my dad has really bad knees. Like, REALLY bad. How he managed to get them so bad when he was still in the RAF at the time confuses me, but nevermind that. Anyway, to straighten his legs properly, he needed to push his chair back a lot. This means that I have no leg room, so it's a small car. So I was used to sitting basically squatted, with my knees up by my face. And, I wore shorts, it being Italy and boiling hot at that time of year.
We had this big travel case on top of the car (small boot, so we couldn't pack everything). And a sunroof - which we had open, it being a hot day. We leave the hostel place we were staying, and start to drive on the motorway. Going really fast, because that's what you do in Italy, if you've ever seen their traffic laws (I swear stopping at traffic lights is illegal there.) Unfortunately, coming in the opposite direction, is a hornet. Now, hornets are always obnoxious. They have a really bad temperament, you know. (I remember the time my dad kicked one he thought was dying, it chased me down the street for ages.) However, they get REALLY mad, apparently, when flying along their innocent way, they hit a travelbox, zoom down through a sunroof, and shoot at just the right angle to fly down some poor 4 year old kid's shorts.
Yeah. And, people are convinced that's why I hate the thought of sex, but whatever, I don't know. I now either run away in a panic or just freeze like a statue whenever I see a wasp, bee, or hornet. Like when wasps are hiding in rubbish bins and ambush me when I go near them.
I hate autumn.
Worst thing that happened. Hmm. Most of you will find it hilarious, but some of you may not appreciate the humour, so I'll give you a big ol' gap.
Well, when I was four or so, my family and I were moving homes, from Italy (Naples) to England. It was gonna be a long car trip, especially for a pair of two to four year old kids, but yeah. Anyway, my dad has really bad knees. Like, REALLY bad. How he managed to get them so bad when he was still in the RAF at the time confuses me, but nevermind that. Anyway, to straighten his legs properly, he needed to push his chair back a lot. This means that I have no leg room, so it's a small car. So I was used to sitting basically squatted, with my knees up by my face. And, I wore shorts, it being Italy and boiling hot at that time of year.
We had this big travel case on top of the car (small boot, so we couldn't pack everything). And a sunroof - which we had open, it being a hot day. We leave the hostel place we were staying, and start to drive on the motorway. Going really fast, because that's what you do in Italy, if you've ever seen their traffic laws (I swear stopping at traffic lights is illegal there.) Unfortunately, coming in the opposite direction, is a hornet. Now, hornets are always obnoxious. They have a really bad temperament, you know. (I remember the time my dad kicked one he thought was dying, it chased me down the street for ages.) However, they get REALLY mad, apparently, when flying along their innocent way, they hit a travelbox, zoom down through a sunroof, and shoot at just the right angle to fly down some poor 4 year old kid's shorts.
Yeah. And, people are convinced that's why I hate the thought of sex, but whatever, I don't know.
I now either run away in a panic or just freeze like a statue whenever I see a wasp, bee, or hornet. Like when wasps are hiding in rubbish bins and ambush me when I go near them.I hate autumn.
