Hmm...
# 19 April 2004 16:04
It appears that I could possibly be in the lineup for a promotion to manager at McDs.
It isn't exactly what I had in mind for a career, but I've all but given up hope of getting a decent job anywhere else, and who knows, managerial experience might open new job options.
If it actually happens, that is. We'll see.
# 18 April 2004 12:12
Okay, I actually have next to no idea what is going on at GB.
An explanatory PM or email would have been nice, but it seems that I am being kept out of my own loop.
*continues random ranting*
Meh...
# 17 April 2004 17:20
Now even the internet is getting too much for me to handle. GB is falling apart I I just sit here like an idiot and watch it happen. I don't know what to do, torn between what I want to do and what I should do.
Maybe I'll take a break from this whole thing... damn here's one of the involved people trying to talk on MSN now... And I better go check on the place to make sure it hasn't been demolished while I was enjoying myself so much at work.
# 15 April 2004 12:46
Okay, stuff that, I'll still be beeurd. lol
*is crazy*
New Name
# 14 April 2004 22:42
I mentioned back in November '03 that I was getting bored of my name, I've been using the name "beeurd" since 1997, and it's begun to wear out. After much thought and consideration here is my new face for the internet. Not quite as original as before, but it is more fitting. To quote LotR: "Dark have been my dreams of late".
From this day forth, the man formerly known as beeurd will be called: negativeEmotion.
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# 14:42
I'm so fucking fed up of this place. Yet again Jen has been moaning to mum about me and Nat supposedly making fun of her. Now mum has gone out somewhere, dunno when she'll be back. I'm currently eating my Sunday dinner in my room because I can't bring myself to eat in the same room as the rest of the family.
If I could afford to I would have moved out long ago. Jen thinks she has it so bad, but in reality she gets away with everything, and it's me and Nat who get told off and yelled at because she moans to mum about every little thing we say. She twists ouir meanings so that we get into trouble then switches on the waterworks and runs up and locks herself in her room. It's fucking pathetic it really is.
I hate this family, everybody is always bitching about eachother... I don't know what the fuck I did to deserve this life. We have good times, but I'm so fed up of everything that I don't how much more I can take.
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