Your personal mood history
Here you can view your personal mood history at imood.com. Clicking on an individual base mood will show you your past personal mood descriptions for that mood.
You currently feel hungover.
You normally feel hungover.
holy crap. im never drinking again.
the good thing is, ive been shitting like a dog the whole day. yeah bitch.
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last night was awesome. i got drunk over screwdrivers, some orange sluch thing, and beer. yes, i love my beer.
my first glass of that orange slush thing was awful because it was just so damn strong.
on my second glass:
"shit dude, my first glass of this, i almost gagged. this is my second and i cant even taste the alcohol anymore."
on predicting my night:
"i can see it. im going to end up puking at the end of this evening."
after, i got lost with carlo convoying with anton etc. so carlo and i decided to go to capones because thats where pat and chris ended up after the party.
i am never going there again.
i was there for like, 10 minutes.
i had to leave and i didnt finish my beer.
plus, i lost my blue nose ring. :P
and to end this useless post, i am going to whoopee my ass out of here with:
YES, MY TATTOO FINALLY HEALED. :D
Imood Told Me So
Fuck
i hate the way i am.
a few weeks ago, i was happier than this. i wasnt as paranoid or whatever the hell my boyfriend thinks i am. i was okay.
then, suddenly, my emotions come spiraling down yet again and i have no idea how that happened.
seriously, i dont.
a lot of people who have emotional anxiety know why theyre like this or even have an inkling of how it all suddenly came spiraling down but i have no clue.
okay, fine.
he told me he wasnt annoyed with me anymore. or did he? the only proof i have of this is a text message that goes:
"im not annoyed. im driving."
WELL, THAT REALLY DOESNT SAY MUCH, DOES IT?
then, of course, he doesnt reply to my text. or answer my calls a few hours later. or his landline.
i have no fucking clue where the hell my so-called boyfriend is.
or even if hes still alive for that matter.
i chatted with crystal awhile ago. i was rambling on and on and she replies with:
"haaay naku boyfriends. if they love their girlfriends so much then why do they make them worry?"
or something along those lines.
but it made perfect sense. why should they make us worry? why should we be the ones who always reply and charge our phones and answer their calls and text them and call them and freak out and have paranoid thoughts of their heads on the side of an abandoned road?
okay, so maybe the last one was a little too much but you get the picture.
fuck it, i dont even know if im happy in this relationship anymore. maybe im just fooling myself. maybe im just waiting for that day when i see another entry on livejournal saying that he made out with girls in some party again.
HA.
knowing how i am, im going to be totally fine tomorrow or not.
im turning 22 on the 12th.
i dont even think he gives a shit anyway.
and i dont give a flying shit if he reads this and throws a shit fit.
im already half deaf from all his goddamn yelling anyway.
FUCK.
