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[Captain's Log: 10/03/04 - Day of the Edit Post Feature]
[Diary Entry: 7/7/05 - "We shall never forget"]
If you have anything to say. Say it here.
[Captain's Log: 10/03/04 - Day of the Edit Post Feature]
[Diary Entry: 7/7/05 - "We shall never forget"]
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Can you read this? eh?
Wow.
A big military helicopter thing, one of those big transport ones with two sets of blades, went roaring past my house at very low altitude (I'd guess a couple of hundred feet at most). The house *shook* as it went by.
A big military helicopter thing, one of those big transport ones with two sets of blades, went roaring past my house at very low altitude (I'd guess a couple of hundred feet at most). The house *shook* as it went by.
Woo! You're me two years ago.
I haven't changed much, to be honest.
Although I have lost some of the sh*tty idiocy.
Not saying you are an idiot, but I was/am. Ish.
I haven't changed much, to be honest.
Although I have lost some of the sh*tty idiocy.
Not saying you are an idiot, but I was/am. Ish.
Yes, of course...
*walks away slowly*
*does not make eye contact*
*calls police*
;-)
*walks away slowly*
*does not make eye contact*
*calls police*
;-)
God! I knew someone would instantly reply with a comment like that! :)
But I'm not stalking her - That's just sick!
I'd never be any good at stalking someone, anyway. If I was secretly watching them from behind a bush or something, I'd probably shout out "HELLO!" or start laughing for no reason, and give myself away! :D
And it's just sick, anyway!
I'm only glad I know where she lives incase I really desperately need to see her for some reason, urgently; or incase I just happen to be cycling past and see her walking along the road, and I pull-over for a chat.
Yes, I'm "obsessed" with her - But I don't need my head checked.
But I'm not stalking her - That's just sick!
I'd never be any good at stalking someone, anyway. If I was secretly watching them from behind a bush or something, I'd probably shout out "HELLO!" or start laughing for no reason, and give myself away! :D
And it's just sick, anyway!
I'm only glad I know where she lives incase I really desperately need to see her for some reason, urgently; or incase I just happen to be cycling past and see her walking along the road, and I pull-over for a chat.
Yes, I'm "obsessed" with her - But I don't need my head checked.
mario rulez, tommi vercetti suckz
'I know where she lives'
LOL.
Make sure you don't make yourself look like some sick-stalker dude....
LOL.
Make sure you don't make yourself look like some sick-stalker dude....
Now that you know where she lives, remember not to stalk her...
You know, somtimes I really hate myself for the stupid things I do - or, in this case, the things I DON'T do...
Yep, you guessed it - I'm talking about Kelly, again!
We were too busy for me to really get the chance to sneak-away and talk to her on Thursday, but on Friday I had the absoluetly ***PERFECT*** chance to talk to her - yet my nerves got the better of me, and I bottled it!! :@
It's 5-'o'-clock, end of the day, very few people haven't actually gone home already, and I begin to cycle down the drive and on my way home, with `her´ walking towards the car park, all-alone, with no-one in-sight...
Not only that, but she even stopped turned-around as I got closer to her and looked right at me, as if she had something to say to me!
...Infact, she did say something - and it was just "Goodbye" or "See ya"... But I couldn't hear what it was, with the wind flying past me ears and everything. All I could do was WAVE! And I kept on rolling. With the pedals on my bike not moving. ...I couldn't even SAY "Goodbye"!! :@
And I've been kicking myself ever since.
Anger, frustration, depression... It's all come along and hit me hard over the last few days, just because I do not know her answer!
And it only got worse when I found out she had the day off yesterday, meaning I'll probably wait until Thursday for the chance to actually talk to her, again. She came in just before lunchtime on Saturday, but then shot-off again 2-minutes later (in a bit of a hurry, by the looks of it), and I never even got the chance to even look at her, since I was serving a customer at the time - a customer who had probably never been served so-fast in all the times he's bought off us! ;)
Seeing her come-and-go so quickly... It affected me for the rest of the day - and Sunday - after what I hadn't done.
But I'll probably wait until Friday again, after seeing how "perfect" it all was, last time... And I ``WON'T´´ blow-it this time - No doubt about it!
But hey, at least I've found out where she lives! :)
And to my surprise, she lives barlely more than a mile down the road (...and around the corner) from me! She lives in one-of-three houses, but I'm not sure which one...
I might go for a bike-ride or a drive later to take a "closer-look"...
She lives even closer to work (about a mile down the road) than I do - yet she still manages to come-in 15-minutes-late every-single-morning!
...I don't care when she comes in, just as long as she DOES!! :)
Yep, you guessed it - I'm talking about Kelly, again!
We were too busy for me to really get the chance to sneak-away and talk to her on Thursday, but on Friday I had the absoluetly ***PERFECT*** chance to talk to her - yet my nerves got the better of me, and I bottled it!! :@
It's 5-'o'-clock, end of the day, very few people haven't actually gone home already, and I begin to cycle down the drive and on my way home, with `her´ walking towards the car park, all-alone, with no-one in-sight...
Not only that, but she even stopped turned-around as I got closer to her and looked right at me, as if she had something to say to me!
...Infact, she did say something - and it was just "Goodbye" or "See ya"... But I couldn't hear what it was, with the wind flying past me ears and everything. All I could do was WAVE! And I kept on rolling. With the pedals on my bike not moving. ...I couldn't even SAY "Goodbye"!! :@
And I've been kicking myself ever since.
Anger, frustration, depression... It's all come along and hit me hard over the last few days, just because I do not know her answer!
And it only got worse when I found out she had the day off yesterday, meaning I'll probably wait until Thursday for the chance to actually talk to her, again. She came in just before lunchtime on Saturday, but then shot-off again 2-minutes later (in a bit of a hurry, by the looks of it), and I never even got the chance to even look at her, since I was serving a customer at the time - a customer who had probably never been served so-fast in all the times he's bought off us! ;)
Seeing her come-and-go so quickly... It affected me for the rest of the day - and Sunday - after what I hadn't done.
But I'll probably wait until Friday again, after seeing how "perfect" it all was, last time... And I ``WON'T´´ blow-it this time - No doubt about it!
But hey, at least I've found out where she lives! :)
And to my surprise, she lives barlely more than a mile down the road (...and around the corner) from me! She lives in one-of-three houses, but I'm not sure which one...
I might go for a bike-ride or a drive later to take a "closer-look"...
She lives even closer to work (about a mile down the road) than I do - yet she still manages to come-in 15-minutes-late every-single-morning!
...I don't care when she comes in, just as long as she DOES!! :)
Do so.
My horizon in these matters also looks rather nice.
woo!
My horizon in these matters also looks rather nice.
woo!
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