In the words of My Chemical Romance: I'm not okay.
Not only do I have a ton of revision to do over the next week, I also had to go to the dentist today. Now, as much as I love my dentist (he is a nice man) the fact that he insists on sticking bloody great needles in my mouth does nothing to endear him to me. So now my lip is numb, and I'm having trouble drinking/eating/talking. Great. Fan bloody tastic.
But that's not all readers, no no... that would be far too easy.
I'm coming out of the dentist, and who should I see in the waiting room but my ex-boyfriends dad. Jesus H Christ. I just stopped and looked at him for a full breath. I then composed myself and said hello before managing to squeak out "I missed you". Because I have. He was perfectly polite and smiled at me and said hello but obviously his loyalties lie with his son. And his son won't exactly be my biggest fan. So yeah. I left the dentist in a hurry and promptly burst into tears. Good one, Rach.
I'd like to think I've been very composed and 'with it' since my break up, especially since I'm the one that did the breaking up, but under this ice queen exterior, it's a different story. Not that I'm a quivering wreck, that would be pathetic. I'm just a melting pot of emotions and apparently it takes the smallest thing to set me off. But then, it is the first time I've seen any of his family in the flesh since we broke up 2 months ago. It just confirmed for me that I'm obviously not over the whole thing yet.
I feel much better now it's all off my chest. Marvellous.
Despite my gammy numbed up mouth and the stupid amount of revision to do, I am actually looking forward to tonight. It's Chelsea v Liverpool and should be a stormer of a match. There has been all the usual pre-match hype with Mourinho bitching at Benitez and Benitez bitching back. I'll be backing the scousers obviously. They are a) a Northern team and b) not a bunch of fucking fairies. Mourinho usually comes up with an excuse as to why Chelsea won't win and this time has been no exception. Apparently, Liverpool SHOULD be the favourites because they aren't involved in as many competitions as Chelsea so they're fitter and more refreshed. Good one. So it couldn't be a disadvantage because they haven't had as much match practice then? Noooooo, of course not.
Anyway, back to the books.
Wednesday, 25 April 2007
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Did Jesus's middle name really start with H? Crazy.
Jesus Harry Christ
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