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mrsronweasley) wrote2006-04-24 02:25 pm
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I'm probably asking for it, but I am a bit bored at work, and my Anna did this, so here we go:
Comment Anonymously. Tell me secrets about yourself, something juicy, something gossipy, something fun, something sad. Tell me you hate me, tell me you love me, tell me you love her, or him, or it. Just tell me things!
Comment Anonymously. Tell me secrets about yourself, something juicy, something gossipy, something fun, something sad. Tell me you hate me, tell me you love me, tell me you love her, or him, or it. Just tell me things!
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(Anonymous) 2006-04-24 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)Hmmm. Something secret. I have the suspicion that people have been talking about me behind my back (in a pretty OK way, not in a bad way), and it's only now I've figured it out. Now of course I want to figure it out for sure.
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(Anonymous) - 2006-04-25 01:32 (UTC) - Expandno subject
Um... I had too much vodka and had a two-night stand with a really hot French guy in Irkutsk...
*says too much*
I hope that work is no longer as boring...
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it's just shit, baby, so treat it as such. :-)
and my big secret? when i was in the army back in the 80s, i turned in my roommate who was suspected of being a lesbian. i was a fuckin' idiot and i gave in to the pressure of our company's officers harasssing me and said yes, she was a lesbian even though i had no evidence. even though i didn't really believe it. i just wanted them to get off my back.
she hated me from that day forward and i can't say as i blame her one bit.
it's without a doubt the biggest, stupidest thing i've ever done in my life. it doesn't even matter about the lesbian thing--it's the turning in my friend bit that eats away at me. i don't do that sort of thing. and yet, i did.
*sigh*
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But... but... Jesse! Janet, JESSE! OMG! I still can't believe it. And Carrie's so excited! How's Joanne taking it?!
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(Anonymous) 2006-04-25 12:12 am (UTC)(link)"An officer likes discipline. Do you... like discipline?"
That's right, Turnbull.
Overall though, WOW that was something fucking fantastic, and I love that I have you to thank for a new obsession.
I don't even know why I bothered making this anonymous. Okay, here you go: I have a big ol' girlcrush on a foreigner. Heh.
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(Anonymous) 2006-04-25 12:22 am (UTC)(link)YOU DO NOT GET GAYER THAN THAT.
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(Anonymous) 2006-04-25 01:13 am (UTC)(link)Here's one about you: When you post your upset and/or depressed, "I want to quit!" posts, that's when I realize how very young you are. Trust me. The drama goes away, and you will learn how to deal with ups and downs. The greatest knowledge you can attain is the ability to tell what is really important, and what is not.
I know you'll get there, cookie!
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See, I understand that it's unnecessary drama and more often than not, I want to delete whatever it is I'd just posted about work, but the thing is, unnecessary or not, it's hard to shake wanting to quit when I've been waking up every morning for the past week with my heart racing at the very thought of being to work in two hours' time. My heart doesn't stop racing till around 11am or so. I have to keep taking walks to reduce the anxiety. I tell myself there's nothing life-threatening about any of this, but my body won't stop.
I hope I get there. I know I'm young, but I'm living this here and now and here and now it sucks.
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(Anonymous) 2006-04-25 02:00 am (UTC)(link)For a secret... I have nearly got caught by several of my friends having sex with someone I really shouldn't have been. I only just recently found out that some of them honestly have no idea that's what was going on.
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And...wow. Clueless friends, eh? I'm guessing you and the person in question weren't yet naked. Otherwise...you must live in a very warm climate! :P (Now i'm curious why you shouldn't be having sex with said person...)
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(Anonymous) 2006-04-25 02:29 am (UTC)(link)I have a massive crush on my best friend
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The first time I realized it, it was in a cheesy slash fanfic moment. You know one of those moments in fan fiction where the main (purportedly straight) character is (for reasons which do not need exploring at this juncture) masturbating? And for some reason, he suddenly thinks about his (male and also purportedly straight) best friend? And then has a crashingly massive orgasm? One of those moments.
True story.
And they say truth is stranger than fiction. Well my friend, I am here to say : truth is at least as
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In addition to my cheesy fanfic moments, I have cheesy soap opera moments.
True story numéro deux : one time, I kissed this boy. Except this boy had a girlfriend. The next day, I called his house, and he stage whispered "I can't talk here". Then he code-talked by saying "she's in the next room" (instead of "my gf whom I cheated on with you is in the next room", I guess). And then, he to walked all the way to the drugstore to use a payphone to call me (and say, I swear, "when can I see you again?").
It was like we were on Dallas or something. *dies laughing*
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1) Sometimes, I know I'm going to be an underachiever all my life.
2) Sometimes, I think I should write more fanfiction just so I could be more popular on the internet. I'm just that kind of attention whore.
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(Anonymous) 2006-04-25 03:12 am (UTC)(link)I have a massive crush on my best friend
Fellow anon: oh God, have I ever been there. And it's really not fun sometimes, is it? ~sympathy~
truth is at least as
strangecheesy as fiction.~giggles~ I actually had a similar moment a few years ago. For reasons which also do not need exploring at this juncture, there was what I later realized was the complete real-life equivalent of the fanfic where two guys end up jerking off in adjacent beds and then that turns into 'having sex with each other'. Still torn between finding that mildly embarrassing and hugely funny.
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(Anonymous) - 2006-04-26 07:55 (UTC) - ExpandYOU WIN AT COMMENT, whoever you are.
I sigh in the face of adversity
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Silly!
(Anonymous) 2006-04-25 10:19 am (UTC)(link)Re: Silly!
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(Anonymous) 2006-04-25 03:16 pm (UTC)(link)All right, onto more serious things: I love you, even though we don't talk much now. I still love you and I always will. Years and years from now, I will still love you dearly.
And I wish you would just bail on at least 2/3 of the things in your life that continue to make you unhappy. Or bail on even one of them, because it's making you sick, and you're losing some of the 'you' that I love. In some ways you seem younger than when I first knew you, and I think it's because you're escaping here so often. That's great and all, and plenty of LJs and people are like that. Lord knows that I've lost it on LJ more times than I care to recount. But you're worth more than this, and worth more than how you're living right now and you need to get the fuck out. Now. Yesterday. Tomorrow. Do it. It will hurt you less in the long run if you just get out. I promise. You can live on ramen. You can have your own apartment. You can live somewhere new. You can find a job. Just go. Please. Change this. Change something--change some small part of your life.
I would pick you up in a heartbeat and let you live with me and support you until you found something new if it meant getting you to a place where you were happier in the rest of your real life and not just in fandoms. You are living here too much to be good for you, and I live for the Interweb, so when I say this. . . well, I'm not kidding around.
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you're losing some of the 'you' that I love. In some ways you seem younger than when I first knew you, and I think it's because you're escaping here so often.
This is one of my greatest fears/suspicions of already having come to pass, and now it's sort of been confirmed, and it's scaring me to death. I don't want to lose myself in this bullshit, and I don't want to regress. I keep thinking that yeah, my life sucks right now, but I'm taking certain steps toward making it better, but then I realize that I only think about doing that, and don't actually do anything. I'm terrified of the future. Completely terrified. I'm terrified of right now. I know I need to change things, now, rather than later, but there are certain things I can't change right now. I can't move out. I can't leave my job. I don't see any way of doing that right now. Just...I don't know. Thank you for your kind words, even if they scared the crap out of me. I want to know who you are, but obviously, anonymous is anonymous, and fair enough. Thank you. If we haven't talked in a long time...I'm sure I miss you. I miss quite a few people.
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(Anonymous) 2006-04-25 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)There's a year in my life that I can't remember because it was just that awful. I have only vague memories of the things I did - which weren't many, as that is the sort of thing that happens when you lie awake in bed for eight hours because you're unable to face getting up.
This year was followed by a year in my life that was full of achievements. It was a year during which I came into my own as a person and discovered my potential.
But if I could erase one of those years from my life - take it all back - I'd pick the second year. I made so many mistakes, I fucked up so many things, I seriously hurt so many people... I drank too much, I told secrets, I backtalked, I schemed, I was nasty and I ruined a marriage, probably beyond repair.
I found myself when I had no regard for others' feelings. What sort of person does that make me?
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