Things that send you into fits of psychotic, apoplectic rage

Note to self - do not make comments about certain singers/actresses in gossip girl on the facebook page of a girl you fancy without checking their f*cking date of birth. That's another one off the 'potential Leeds tent-mate' list...

(in my defence, I've never seen Gossip Girl)

Quote: Ariel, Jun 2010

F*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck.

NatWest decide NOW that they're giving me a new card and so have cancelled the one I use. Which I found out, when in London. Today.

My new card never arrived, so I have to have another one ordered into my bank, which will happen in 10 working days.

It's my family's birthday this weekend. Sister's 18th, Dad's 60th. And I still have no deposit back on the flat, which is £500 I REALLY NEED, and Opal are being a pain in the a*se and not calling me back when I call them. And I have no damn idea of what to get my dad for his birthday anyway.

F*cking hate being skint.

If you go into bank with ID and all that shiz, can't you withdraw cash that way?

Sneak attack hay fever.

Quote: wombat, Jun 2010

Me.

I'm absolutely terrified they are going to take my first away from me, because I read that the results they put up on the boards are provisional until ratified by the university senate.

I know they probably won't, so why do I feel sick because I'm panicking they will?

Because you're human.

You provisionally got a first because you deserved a first. The ratification thing is probably just official paperwork and complaints and stuff. Hell, they might not even look at anything you've done unless there's an issue about it.

Bring a tissue

I always bring a six pack of tissues round with me, due to a combination of hayfever and chronic masturbation.

The SECOND replacement buyer to take my spare Leeds tickets has now pulled out. This is becoming a major headache, I need that cash. Don't suppose anyone want a pair of Leeds tickets that they can pay me for immediately?

Quote: Rayanne Graff, Jul 2010

The last time the fiancé retuned the TV, Dave disappeared but Dave Ja Vu was still there. Then Dave Ja Vu disappeared yesterday. i've tried retuning the TV but can't get it back.

That happened to me too, round about 14:00. I flicked through a few channels, then flick back to Dave Ja Vu and it fine. Strange.

Found the perfect job I really really want- which would be good except...

I know I probably won't get it, but have already set my heart on it and am imagining my life if I had that job. STOP IT MARK, YOU ALWAYS DO THIS THEN END UP GUTTED.

I'm reading reviews of the bar online, and they're mostly negative. Why are they mostly negative? Because the idiots doing the review are comparing us to the previous occupants of the premises, who operated it as a classic cocktail and champagne bar, with a french restaurant and piano lounge. We're operating it as a quiet nightspot with decent beer, spirits, and wines - No restaurant, no piano, no mortgage, no debts, no losing £2k a week due to a p*ss poor business model, no changing our concept every 2 months.

It is a totally different type of establishment, which is evident from the outside, let alone from actually buying a drink and sitting in for half an hour or so.

If somewhere is opening up, why do people expect it to go the same route as what disappeared from there before? Morons.

laptop charger is melting...

and i burnt my goddamn shoulder on it again.

cheap nasty piece of sh*te...

"clean your floor"

okay, i was planning to anyway

however, there is no disinfectant in the house and you can get f*cked if i'm using bleach.

Or virkon. neither smell particularly nice to sleep with.

i am also not doing it while you are around because i'll do it with washing powder and i can;t be arsed with you bitching at me for it.
quite frankly i am sick of you criticizing what i do. i can't even cook without you coming in and f*cking tidying & cleaning around me - having a go when i happen to have been doing something on one side anyway before you came over and cleaned it for getting it dirty again

therefore i have now given up doing it when you are around. if you want food, you f*cking make it. i'm out.

furthermore - the dog NEEDS regular baths now to get the p*ss off her skin or we'll end up with even more problems with her - but ooohhh no I'LL JUST SPRAY HER WITH F*CKING VINEGAR INSTEAD BECAUSE BIMBLY JOE FROM EAST BUMBLEF*CK TOLD ME TO.

who puts vinegar on a dog? honestly? why in gods name would that seem anything remotely like a good idea?

Quote: Paula, Jul 2010

This may just be me doing the whole 'grass is greener' thing, but by looking at my classmates and the way the people nearest and dearest to them I'd have thought that the people close to me would have made... well... more of a fuss about my results.

I guess I'm just feeling a bit let down and by myself tonight

I'm sorry- but great news like results is always a let down, you build it up to be the massive thing it is... and anything after can't live up to it.

My parents celebrated for two nights in a row after I got mine... more than I even did- but they haven't done a thing, or even mentioned it much since I got home.

Quote: Darren, Jul 2010

Quote: pedobear, Jul 2010

I feel disgusting.

Ditto.

Still very much f*cked from last night. Ah well it means I'm DEFINITELY getting some sleep on the coach down tonight. No hangover though, despite drinking an entire 8 pack of Tuborg and half to three quarters of a 750/1litre bottle of Rum.. (I forget which it was.) Looks like my plan to neck a litre of banana milkshake and fill up on all day breakfast sarnies worked.

Speaking of this, does anyone want to tell me what's actually happening tomorrow?