Current Mood

I met a girl who was coordinating a state-wide event I was part of… as well as a couple of other Malaysians whose faces I’ll probably forget by now. It’s very difficult to have meaningful conversations when everyone else is dancing to loud music. Other than that, it was a challenge trying to plug my runny nose while looking cool. I stayed till 1 then took a cab straight home myself.

Haha, like I said, it’s a sore throat, not a hangover. And I had a shot of Kahlua and Johnny Walker each, among others. :slight_smile:

Current Mood: Exhausted and sick

So I spent my afternoon clearing hard disk space and working on a literal music video… My brain is hazy but I don’t feel like sleeping and my throat is tingling. I’ve never seen a doc in Oz, but if things get worse, this might be my first time.

I hope you feel better soon TDIT! :wink: I can’t remember the last time I saw a doctor, come to think of it :laughing:

Mood: Tired but Happy

Reason: Exhausted after a 3 hour drive from my vacation place and then sorting everything out (including the washing). I’m glad I’m here to chill out now, though. :wink:

We’re glad you’re here too, Ami!

TDIT, I hope you get feeling better! :unamused: :smiley:

thedriveintheatre- Ah, tequila, my first love…Everything seems strangely joyous after seven tequila slammers on a Tuesday night.

Hope you feel better soon, though! Sucks to be ill.

Have fun at the water park, IV!

And yay, welcome back Ami!

Mood: Great!

Reason: Vintage at Goodwood was AMAZING. I did spend a lot of money on vintage clothes (specifically a hat, some sunglasses, a massive woolly jumper and a burgandy bag) but it was worth it. As you’re walking around you see people wearing the most incredible clothes, everything from the '50s to the '80s, and they even erected dozens of shops on the large field that Vintage was based in.

One of my favourite parts was the entrance to the festival. Once we’d got our wristbands, we entered this forest full of fairy lights, and there’s a very special atmosphere as you walk through the trees, spotting wigwams and artwork here and there. A very magical day and evening, to say the least!

Exactly! :stuck_out_tongue:

Mood: Sore… Which is not an actual mood, but I do feel sore. XD

Reason: Just came home from the Dutch Skimfest. I got owned during the semi-finals, but I did come home with the best prize: a brand new wave-skimboard. :sunglasses: Had to pay for it a bit, but it was a nice deal… ^^

But yeah… I hope I’ll be able to work tomorrow. I’ve got a swollen thigh (I’ve had a bad fall), several cuts and bruises and I’m just… wasted. So yeah. 8AM til 5PM is going to be hard. <_<

Oh well…

Mood: Kinda sad
There’s just so much going on tomorrow and my dad isn’t telling me anything, and when he does tell me something that plan changes. So I’m just kinda bummed right now.

Mood: shocked

A lightning bolt just landed a few meters from my appartment complex. That’s right, a few meters. The impact was so violent that it actually knocked down the two brooms that were leaning against my door.

lizardgirl: Glad to hear that you enjoyed yourself!

Czarine: A new wave-skimboard, awesome!

K9Girl: I’m sad that you’re sad, I’m sure everything will work out tommorrow

Chuckles: WHOA! That’s extreme! I remember once we had a rare lightning storm. There’s a streetlamp right outside my window. I was staring out, and the lightning striked right on the streetlamp! It was crazy!

Mood: Very Happy!

Reason: I just went swimming for the first time in 5 years. I used to be scared of the water, so I still don’t really know how to swim. :blush: Today, though, I learned a whole lot and I’m getting much better! :smiley:

[EDIT]- It’s been like 5 hours now and I still feel like I have chlorine up my nose… :confused:

Current Mood: Lazy and frustrated, but kinda good

Reason: Well, I just haven’t been doing much lately… I’m kinda getting mad at myself :-\ . I will get those pictures up here from my vacation! I just want my Mom here to help me keep the occasions straight, and she’s working tonight :roll:

Anyway, I’m kinda good, 'cause I finally-- FINALLY!-- got my trench coat today :-D) <img src=“{SMILIES_PATH}/grinandwink.gif” alt=“;-D” title="Grin and

Wink" /> ! It’s jet black, comes down almost to my ankles, and has a bunch of pockets. It’s a little big, but that’s okay! I think it looks great! (Thanks to mom for helping me buy it ;-) .) Though, right now, it’s a little too hot to be wearing it. Hopefully, we’ll be going back to MGM (with me in my suit) for a one-on-one meet-and-greet with The Incredibles around Christmas, so I can wear it then. It’ll look totally AWESOME with my suit :mrgreen: !

Anyway, when I can, I’ll be putting those pictures up for y’all :wink: .

Oh, and kudos to you, [b:3kh64f0v]Snipe[/b:3kh64f0v], for making the effort to learn :) ! Five years? Wow, maybe this is just because I’m a water bug myself, but that would be torture for me! Anyway, keep improving :) ! Glad you got to do it!

Thanks, Violet! :smiley:

Forgive my ignorance, but what’s a trench coat?

Snipe- You’re welcome :smiley: ! It’s okay. A trench coat is basically this. Some older comic book supers wear them, and Violet was depicted wearing one in one of Dash’s fanfics, which is the mean reason I wanted one. It’s got kind of a 50’s to 80’s cop/gangster/super hero mystique. Hope that answers your questions :slight_smile: !

nervous giggle Oh, yeah, I should have known that… :blush: :unamused:

Snipe: It’s never too late to learn! I am not like most people, I hate being in cold water, so I never swim! :shake: < Me in the water

Violet Parr: That’s awesome that you got your trench coat! It sounds really neat!

Woah, sounds like a close one, Chuckles…I’ve never seen a lightning bolt up close, and certainly not a few metres away. Must’ve been scary!

Thanks, ellie-jessie-eve!

Snipe- I’m with Violet, well done for going the extra mile, overcoming your fears and learning how to swim. Though you’re right, the chlorine is very annoying!

Yeah, I think I’m going to like swimming… it exercises your entire body all at once. Although most people wouldn’t believe it (because I’m nowhere near being fat or anything… most people think I’m rather nice-looking) I’m really out of shape and I don’t exercise a lot; but after going swimming yesterday I rode my bike today, and I felt like I didn’t even break a sweat! (although I did, I was just able to go a lot faster a lot easier than usual :laughing: ). :smiley: :sunglasses:

Mood: Happy
Everything worked out today, I thought I was going to miss my friend’s baptism but it got postponed until tonight! Now I get to see her, and I even get to bring another friend with me! Yay!

Chuckles- Wow! :open_mouth: That’s amazing it didn’t hit your apartment!
Snipe- That’s good you’re learning to swim! (I admit, my grandparent’s have a swimming pool and I still doggy paddle :blush: )
K9Girl Congrats to your friend!

Mood: Good
Reason: Just having a good day so far. And I FINALLY decided to finish a painting I started um…maybe a week ago…last night. I also did a couple others because I had a ton of purple left. (it just kept gushing out the tube, I couldn’t get it to stop! <img src=“{SMILIES_PATH}/youwhaaa.gif” alt=“o_0;;” title="You

Whaaa…" /> )

*Warning
What I’m going to write is super, duper long. Too long, and I don’t think people will read it. I just wanted to write something down, get this all off my chest. Because this has been the worst day of my life (in sometime)


MOOD: :shake: :`-(

REASON:
As some of you know, I have an Anxiety Disorder. I use to suffer from horrible panic attacks where I would cause physical harm to myself, stop breathing, and scream because I was afraid I was dying. For those of you who don’t know, victims of Panic Attacks are under the impression that they’re having a heart attack. It blows, it sucks. I was put under meds and was perfectly fine.

2 years ago, I stopped taking meds. Because people made fun of me. And no panic attacks came. Until last night

It sounds stupid, but I have a fear of getting food in my lungs, and then dying. But my mind last night couldn’t get off that after I ate. I went to bed worrying, and I woke up with chest paains. I was lightheaded, shivering, had a light fever, and felt like I was going to throw up. I had trouble breathing. I was having a panic attack

My parents were out of town. It was just me and my little sister. She called my Grandma, who came over and calmed me down, made me tea, and stayed with me till I fell asleep. The attack wasn’t as bad as before, but I was still scared that I was dying.

The next morning my rents came home. I still had the fear of the food in lungs. I barely ate anything. But I had chest pains. I know that the pains were from my anxiety, but I can’t help but think it’s from food in my lungs.

I was chatting with some Pixar Planet members in a chatroom when i had my next attack. I left the comptuer. I couldn’t breathe and I was crying and crying and crying. My mom gave me a pill that calmed me down instintly. I tried to walk, but I couldn’t I would fall down. I was still lightheaded. So We watched a movie to keep me calm. I made myself tea.

To make matters even more horrible, I have my first day of College tommorrow. Yeah, I’m going to college with a fricken anxiety disorder. I am so scared, what if I get an attack? What if people don’t like me because I’m a freak?

I got a text from my best friend. It made me cry. Basically, we live in a small town that’s an hour away from Santa Rosa, the town where my college is. So we ride the bus to college. Earlier today she told me she never rode the bus before, so I called her and told her everything she need to know about riding the bus. Later, she texted me and said that she was grateful to have a friend like me and that I was the definition of a Best Friend. She said she was so grateful to have me

And I started to CRY! :`-( No one said anything that nice to me. Well they have, but they didn’t mean it. She and I planned everything out tommorrow. We’ll hang out in the morning until our Agriculture Leadership class. My friends love is what I’m going to think through the night, and hope that I won’t have another attack.

There is something wrong with me, why does this happen to me? I know food can’t get in my lungs, but I go into panic attacks thinking about it. My body does this and I dont’ want it too. Looks like I have to go back on meds.

This is NOT how I want the start of the best years of my life to be. I want to be normal, not having to worry when my next mental breakdown is.

Chuckles: That must be scary and awesome at the same time!

Violet Parr: Ooh… I wanna own a trenchcoat one day. Cool trenchcoats are cool.

Snipe: I used to be hydrophobic because I had this silly desire to see how far I can swim underwater and would have anxiety attacks when I couldn’t. Of course, I’ve grown out of that (I still challenge myself to see how far I can go underwater, but I don’t get all disappointed or anxious if I don’t reach my goal). Swimming is the most liberating thing next to skydiving or being in space (not that I’ve done any of the latter two actions). Not to boast, but I can do all four styles including butterfly, but it comes after many torturous hours of swimming coaching when I was a kid, and it all pays off when I tell my friends I can do ‘backstroke’ or demonstrate in front of my parents.

ellie-jessie-eve: I’m very sorry to hear about your situation. It must be very frightening and frustrating, not being able to control your emotions and being dependent on meds. The best advice I can give you is to identify what triggers your anxiety attacks, and focus on the reason why you feel in a certain manner when you encounter that ‘trigger’. I read a book on OCD, and it suggests gradual exposure to the stimulus, as well as thinking it in terms of how irrational or unlikely the worst-case scenario happens.

But ideally, you should see a therapist or counsellor for proper treatment. Personally, I think meds should be used as supplement, but unless you change your personal paradigm, you’ll continually be dependent on them. And as you have noticed, it helps to have a lot of friends to help you out, should you suffer another attack. Peer and family support is very important.