You could be waiting for a day that won't come
| Monday, November 29, 2010 |
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| Tuesday, April 13, 2010 |
| Really? Her? |
You know when you introduce friends to other friends and they end up liking each other more than you and they end up pushing you away or not caring about you anymore?
No? Oh, sorry to bug you then.Labels: doormat, flawed, unfair |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 11:46 PM |
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| Saturday, April 10, 2010 |
| Drunkland Tales: Volume V |
All I want right now is someone to talk to. Someone I can be honest with and cry to and not worry about being judgmental. I just want to tell someone my tale for the night so I can drift away into sleep relatively worry-free.
Clearly, that is not going to happen. My best friend doesn't live in this city, and though I know she is there, is still arguably my best friend in that I am not anywhere near a priority. Elle is... otherwise occupied. And anyone else? No, who am I kidding; there's no one else.
Tonight I learned the reason why I will be forever single: I'm funny. That's it. That's all. Simple and ultimately unsatisfying answer, but completely true. In fact the quote of the night is: *laughter* Oh, I almost choked, and that's why you're single.
Do you want to know what brought this all on? of course you don't , but too bad: I was kissed. By a gorgeous man. A charming, muscle-y, funny, man's man. And for a moment, yes I thought I was special. I thought the way we had been talking all night, the the touches and the quiet moments were all something to put behind the kiss. Apparently I was wrong, as per usual. What I also learned tonight: there's always someone out the who can top you in every way possible, so don't be a cocky bitch when a good looking guy comes a long and kisses you - he's probably kissed someone better than you that day.
I think it's time to invest in some cats and a home in the woods.Labels: drunktalk |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 12:55 AM |
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| Saturday, April 03, 2010 |
| If everyone could see me with her eyes |
She turns to me from the camera screen and breaks a soft smile and says "You are so beautiful".
She looks though tears and says to me "I love you".
She reads my words and says "You are brilliant".
I wish I believed her.Labels: conversations, quotes, sleepless |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 12:47 AM |
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| Sunday, March 28, 2010 |
| I really don't want to go back to the way I was before. |
I'm really upset. No, really. Could I tell you why? Nope. Do I know how to fix it? Nope. Is this going to be useful at all for me. Nope.
I think I'm having my first panic attack in a year.
My vice-chest is tightening, my tear-tap is leaky and my concentration is shot behind the barn.
I never know what to do in this situation. I write, but it doesn't ever help. And I still don't know what does.Labels: bad news bears, flawed |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 12:24 AM |
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| Friday, March 26, 2010 |
| Reason #93 why I love my gay boyfriend... |
| "You get out of the friend zone! You get out of it and you get fucked!" Labels: awesome, quotes, sex |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 1:33 PM |
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| Tuesday, March 23, 2010 |
| oh my tweets, where did you go? |
smashworks: pretty sure that's the first time I've caused someone to throw their phone down the stairs by slapping their ass.. lol
serafinowicz:I used to be a werewolf, but now I'm a weren'twolf
noelfielding11: my hair has been xrayed and is spending the weekend relaxing in france with some friends (The Sideburns)
ChrisLacelle: We can split the atom but we cant un-cook an over done steak: The great scholar, Max Eves
darkabella: @Me it's like we're connected spiritually... and vagina to vagina. know what i'm saying? we're bosom buddies.
darkabella: gah, i can't deny the truth any longer, just added the "twilight" series to my fave books on my facebook info. BUT THAT'S AS FAR AS IT GOES.
rustyrockets: If I force my cat to have sex with another cat am I an accomplice to rape? If so where does this leave dog-breeders?
rustyrockets: Ah sunday! There's nothing quite like it is there?Wednesday?You're insane.Tuesday? Tuesday is a pointless day and ought be banned.
rustyrockets: Just spilled some chocolate raisins in my cat litter tray. I'm still eating them- they're delicious. One tasted of tuna and cat-angst.
rustyrockets: I got my cat a passport- he got arrested for carrying cat-nip, which is cute. And a gun which is less so.Labels: top 10 favourite tweets of the week |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 10:05 PM |
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| Saturday, March 20, 2010 |
| please don't be writing about me, please don't be writing about me, please don't be writing about me |
Someone's sibling is writing a story. It is about that person. And someone who sounds a lot like me.
This is not the first time someone has written something literary (I use that term loosely) about me, but the last one didn't turn out so well.
This sibling is lovely, albeit very young and I'm afraid her views may be skewed. Perhaps in my favour... perhaps not.
All I can do is cross my extremities in hopes it is not in fact about me.Labels: words |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 11:51 PM |
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| Thursday, March 18, 2010 |
| Where have I been? |
What is it with me and ignoring this blog? Or blogs in general for that matter! I love writing, and I'm avoiding it like a nun to church street. (zing)
I guess it's that I feel I don't have time for anything anymore. I'm so busy and it's slowly driving me insane. That's a lie, it's more like it has rapidly driven me insane. I have no control anymore, on anything.
I have been trying to write though. Outside of the internet, outside of class, inside my notebooks. And my head. I've got the idea for at least 3 new plays. Sadly it's be weeks of research for each so I really can't start them until the summer. Which is actually quite upsetting. I have so many ideas floating around but so much homework. I seriously just want to sit down for a month and write non-stop.
Side note to those who may slightly care, my football teams are squaring off against each other Saturday. My heart is breaking every so slowly.Labels: write write write |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 9:09 PM |
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| Friday, December 18, 2009 |
| painful cheekbones |
I learned yesterday that a good friend has gone to jail. I'm very upset by this. Within the first day or two of being there he was beaten. It is exactly the way it is perceived by television. I had no idea what was going on until someone told me. I just don't know what I am/should be feeling right now.
I haven't written in forever and I can't believe this is the first thing I'm writing about. it's the only thing I've had the drive to write about lately. I have no urge to do anything else. I don't want to finish writing my essays, I don't want to look at my scripts, I don't want to go out, I don't want to see people, I don't want to shop, i don't want to dance, I don't want to leave my apartment, I don't want to celebrate christmas. I don't want to do anything.
This morning I woke up at the foot of my bed. I wonder where I'll wake up tomorrow.Labels: life fail, life update, lost causes |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 12:15 AM |
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| Friday, September 11, 2009 |
| To hell with it |
| I'm done with this bullshit. I'm officially taking this year for me. Working hard to get my marks, to get out. Fuck the people. All of them. I'm done trying. Labels: fuck ya'll |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 2:30 PM |
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| Tuesday, September 08, 2009 |
| Ballon |
So I'm putting together this thing. This portfolio thing. Of writing. I'm so lost, I have no idea what to include or what is even good enough to include. Frustration is taking over.
So I've been trying to get a hold of people lately yet no one seems to want to see me. I've been contacting people from back home, some JPers, some Glendonites, and the randoms in between. There's been no love. Probably because school is starting up. Though not everyone goes to school, I find that time of the year gets crazy for everyone. However, i will be going home this weekend for my friend's birthday which should be fucking epic. That's right, I'm dropping F-bombs on this one. I'm so excited, he's so wicked. After my friend dropped out of his band he moved to Ottawa but has been quite lonely as no one visits him. Except for me. And I just heard that the boys from the band are surprising him so they'll be there too! I'm going to have copious amounts of fun and then, hopefully, when I arrive home I'll be able to get on track with my friends here.
Also, I don't think he reads this, but I have to say that I love my friend Trevor's photography. I've been creeping some of the photos he has on facebook and I'm loving them so much! :DLabels: confuzzled, JP |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 10:54 PM |
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| Friday, September 04, 2009 |
| I'm in so much physical pain right now. Another addition to the weirdness. |
I have been having weird visions lately. While I'm walking and listening to music I start zoning out and seeing things. Not premonitions or anything of that nature, more like the past. I keep seeing distinct images of breaking down, and all the feelings that went along with it. It's quite distressing.Specifically I'm seeing stuff from just after my mum started getting better. When she took her role back as mother and i had no control over anything in my life.
At one point in my life I was the mother. I took care of the things my dad didn't know how to do and my mum couldn't physically do. I became an adult too soon and my friends all abandoned me because they didn't understand. I don't blame them, they were just kids, afraid of the difference in me, it's not their fault. Despite losing them, I was okay because I had something to fall back on. It didn't make me happier but at least I knew who I was, I had something to hold on to. Then mum got better. And that was great, it was really great. But as she got better, I got worse. I didn't know where I stood: I wasn't a kid, yet I hadn't had the childhood to shape me as a teen. I sort of jumped from childhood to adulthood without getting the chance of seeing the in between. So I was lost when i was allowed to be young again.
Enter break downs. I probably should have been in therapy. But I don't think my parents believed in that. You can see why I do not enjoy reliving them. I'm not sure why I keep daydreaming, more like having daymares. But I think I should either do some sort of soul searching or ignoring them until they go away.
I much prefer the idea of packing them into a little mental box never to be opened again.Labels: bad news bears, family |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 9:54 AM |
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| Sunday, August 30, 2009 |
| twits. i mean tweets. |
subwaypoetry Hearing Patrick Stewart say "horny" just made my day.
boburnham Everyone has heart attacks and dies in the first ten minutes #finaldestination5
serafinowicz I wish the postman would stop delivering my voicemail. His accent is awful.
rustyrockets Often a gentleman likes to enjoy a plum to take his mind of the stress of mediocre fellatio. One must get five a day... x
MKupperman I think a great ending for this decade would be if the twin towers were in the shower, and it had all been a dream.
nickjfrost She's the physical embodiment of all that's wrong with our society. The worse it gets, the bigger she'll become. Like chav-hulk
mrseancullen Another flight. I'm excited. I am dressed as little tiny amoeba. I hope they search my vacuoles!
mrseancullen Mars willl be very close to earth tonight. I plan on leaping towards it screaming "Up yours, Mars!" Join me!
radiomaru I live in a tiny oasis of insufferably smug hippies & liberals in a giant desert of ignorant white people #foxnews
mrseancullen I was driving down the 405 freeway this morning and I hit a Unicorn! It's nice to know there's still magic in the world. Or there was.Labels: top 10 favourite tweets of the week |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 11:19 PM |
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| Drunkland Tales: Volume IV |
It's going to be really hard not thinking about you tonight.
I'll have The Format on repeat to let Nate sing me to sleep.Labels: drunktalk |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 2:08 AM |
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| Wednesday, August 26, 2009 |
| a short list about my week. |
I like:
- when boys (who you don't expect to remember something about you) remember
- doughnuts hugging pizzas
- Winners
- not having to fake my way through an evening
I dislike:
- boys who go around calling you their best friend (when that status is void)
- puppy-girls
- losers
- name dropping to make themselves feel better about a crappy lifeLabels: sleepless |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 11:31 PM |
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| Tuesday, August 25, 2009 |
| Mixed Up As A Bowl Of Fancy Cashews |
I really worried myself the other day. For no reason as it seems.
I had a great dinner/enormous chat session with a friend. And was feeling pretty good on Sunday. Then said friend and I talked again and he seemed pretty low. Though it means nothing to all of you, it means something to me. We really did have a ton to talk about, lots of laughs, some serious things, all in all we talk about real things and I feel like I'm still connected to the real world when we have talks like that. So why so low? Whatever it was, it brought me down and freaked me out.
Until earlier tonight that is. Apparently things are fine. And no, the vagueness is not lost on me.
So now I'm scratching my head, sitting here like an idiot looking like Patrick the starfish. Huh?Labels: confuzzled, doormat, words |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 9:27 PM |
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| Sunday, August 23, 2009 |
| tweet tweet tweet |
jephjacques Women are weak-willed and probably being mind-controlled anyway #GIJoeMovieMessages
BigBoyler my eyes are sweating MY EYES ARE SWEATING
Rich_Fulcher My Fortune Twitty today: You will marry Zac Ephron and develop a rare form of penis cancer.
serafinowicz Just watched two helicopters having mid-air sex.
noelfielding11 I am the sure the white cat staring at me through the window is someone I once new who is no longer living. I just get that feeling.
serafinowicz Heather Mills was going to remarry, but now she's getting cold foot.
Rich_Fulcher Barnes and Noble and Hitler #unpopularstores
Rich_Fulcher Hey don't forget, today is National "National Day" Day
jimmycarr David Walliams has two birthdays. His real birthday which is today and his official birthday - as do all queens. ;)
rustyrockets For Americans - to nick means to steal. Tap means faucet and fanny means vagina. Be careful out thereLabels: top 10 favourite tweets of the week |
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