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Female, 27 years old
One of Toronto`s burbs, Ontario, Canada

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Interests: Music / Drinking / Writing / History / Faeries
Homepage: (None)
Birthday:10/11/1991 (27 Years Old)
IM Type: (Decline to State) IM Name:
Occupation: Baker
Marital Status: Dating
Sexual Preference: Bisexual
Religion: Taoist
Politics: Liberal
Fav. Movie: Trainspotting
Fav. TV Show: Gravity Falls
Fav. Book: The Crying of Lot 49
Fav. Song: After the Goldrush
Fav. Food: All of it
Fav. Car: Batboat
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If sleeping 14 hours and applying for one job a day were the olympics - Mood:Good
Friday January 18 20195:08:25 PM |
I would only qualify for regional try outs because it's only been two weeks.

I am ridonkuously depressed

I haven't left the apartment in like a week.

I need to pick up my meds and the drug store is just down the elevator and one block away, but it's too far.

I've been eating a stead all-breakfast cereal diet.

I'm not sure what to do with myself.

This town has very little in the way of non-poo (Wallmart type) jobs, and my boyfriend won't consider moving even though he could very easily get a better paid job elsewhere.

I'm worried that in a month or so unless a miracle happens, I'll be packing up and moving into my mum's basement back in my hometown.

It's close enough to take transit into toronto.

He won't consider a long distance relationship so that sucks.

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Y’all knew this was coming! - Mood:Good
Tuesday January 08 20197:31:14 PM |

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I’m at my boyfriend’s parents, camped out in the car in their driveway.Help. - Mood:Good
Sunday December 30 20181:11:05 PM |
My boyfriend’s parents are irresponsible with...pretty much everything.

We went to their house with his sister to help do drywall because see the above, and it turns out we also need to clean out insulation...

Which is full of f*cking BLACK MOULD.

I noped out of there pretty fast, given I was tossed a pair of holey cotton gloves and a mask and oops we don’t have any more safety glasses.

And honestly I’m kinda pissed. Who the f*ck asks someone to clean out their nasty mouldy insulation. My mum wouldn’t even let me help with the clean stuff at out house.

And doesn’t tell them what’s happening. I know my boyfriend is gonna do it but when he came out to talk to me I told him how super dangerous it was and to never take his mask/glasses off.

My phones at 13%, it’s -3 and snowing, and I’m on some backwoods highway in the middle of nowhere because of course that’s where they live.

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It’s happening! - Mood:Good
Thursday December 27 20187:39:50 PM |
We’re getting a rabbit!

My bf got me a friggin huge rabbit cage for Christmas.

He didn’t get me a rabbit tho because he said I should be to one to pick it out and also cages don’t get emotionally scared if they’re returned because they weren’t actually wanted.


I’m going to the human society tomorrow to see if they have any that would be good for us!

I do want to get a baby, because the whole point is for it to be an emotional support animal which means it needs to be properly socialized to being happy to cuddle , which isn’t something that adults can learn unfortunately.

Also, if we get it there we can get a mondo good deal on getting it fixed which is important to me even though it’s just a rabbit because I don’t think it’s fair to domestic animals to go unfixed unless they’re breeding. Stress and aggression due to sexual frustration and all that.

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I just received the following Facebook message: - Mood:Good
Wednesday December 19 20189:42:54 AM |
‘Hey remember that time we did a presentation together and you did like nothing lol’

Ok, first of all, assface, I did a solid third of the original research, complied and prepared the entire slideshow (had him do a once over because y’all know how I am with typos), and provided 20 sources images.


Yeah I didn’t do as much writing and main text research but I could and did explain the frickin influence and position of those painters and architects and it was clear on the rubric that this was a VISUAL presentation and weighted accordingly and we got like a 70 on that end (British grade, that is a quite good mark. Not amazing but solidly on the right of the bell curve and the prof was tough

Secondly that was like 6 years ago and our only interaction


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I’m going to group today - Mood:Good
Thursday December 06 201810:21:17 AM |
Was in the ER for being suicidal this week

Thought they were going to keep me there, wanted to be kept there, but was given a referral, info for group, a lecture about being entitled because I was getting more and faster help than most people, shame for not ‘presenting as despondent as a suicidal person does’, and the boot.

So now I’m going to group, which I’ve done before and hate because I hate public speaking and discussing stuff in front of more than one or two people, because apparently it’s the ‘ladder’ to getting doctors to take me seriously.

I have an actual appointment on Monday with a therapist or psychiatrist a something. It was difficult for me to understand what was going on and they didn’t want to explain it to me twice.

I have a paper with the time and date and address and a crisis hotline and not much else.

Honestly I’m mad. If you couldn’t tell.

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When you go to the dentist, you get a dinosaur.. - Mood:Good
Tuesday November 20 20189:33:11 AM |

It’s the law.

What’s up nerds I missed you

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