Last night: I finished that astronomy book that I just started. 😭😠Damn! It was that good of a book. The book talked about the solar system and the different planets. It was presented like a space fairy tale and had beautiful tiful pictures involving the different planets.... the art work reminded me what I thought Islamic paradise is. Boot the good was finished and I cried my self to sleep and because I finished another great book. Later on I had a fucked dream about a cruise ships and terrorists. I had to wake my self up from this nightmare. 😡 8:27 a.m Heard in my fave news show ( Morning Express with Robin Meade) on my favorite news channel (HLN) that there was another dumb fucking terrorist attack in London England. The bozos rammed his car into a crown of innocent Muslim people. I think the terrorists should be shot or beaten up for their stupidity. They know nothing about Islam yet they claim that they are fighting for Islam. This is fucked up. 😡😠😤👿🤢👎🏼My thoughts, chants, and prayers go out to the victims of the barbaric attack and that they catch the fucking bastards that pulled it off and planed it. 8:27 a.m Have to see my PTSD counselor this is not not how I want start off the fucking week. She is under qualified for the fucking job and two she does not believe that I have PTSD- take a fucking walk my motherfucking shoes for a fucking week and see what happens. She does not care about anything and I frankly I don't give a fucking fly about her. I had her at the planning meeting and all that she give a damn about trying to get me to be with other people not knowing not giving a fly about my past relationships with people. I only talk to Goths and punk rockers thank you. This Bitch I call her the social butterfly and I hate her guts. 🤢👿😡😠😤👎🏼🤢 I just have to think about my jumbo jets and the Airport in order to coping- which i am thinking of right now. I love jumbo jets, commercial aviation and airports. Just think about the Airport Mitchie, just think about the Airport. 😭✈️🛫🛩🛬 10:00 a.m The l-don't-believe-in -PTSD bitch actually came. And I hated the concept of it. This was going to be a long morning, thank god for Tim Hortons and their fucking donuts. I was thinking about jumbo jets and Airports.... it helped a lot but I still wanted to strangle her or shake her uncontrollably. Stupid bitch. I let her do the talking and let my brain float to the Airport and to the jumbo jets. A told she once told me to use. I am still think about jumbo jets and the Airport because I feel out of control with shit. Like this afternoon the farthead of a computer guy decided to fucking come to do the fucking retarded updates on my mom's computer. I hate that guy with a passion because I get bored easily with ADHD. If I had it my way he would not come at all. Right now I have think about jumbo jets and airports for they calm me town. ✈️🛩🛫🛬👍🏼😍🤔😂😊 RANDOM THOUGHT ALERT: I look at the two new pairs baoding balls that I got over a period of two weeks. They beautiful and they help me cope with bullshit. I know there are a lot soldiers and other civilians that acquired PTSD... and I think the baoding balls should be readily available in big box stores and grossery stores and pharmacies all over the eastern and Western Hemispheres. If they help me then they can help others with ptsd. And there are a lot of us around walking around ball-less. So China town- show people some love and sell the nirds to everyone and anyone because you never know who has ptsd. 11:25 a.m At the pub. Waiting for fucking grilled cheese and it's was late. But I am not the freak of the fucking freak show, my parents are still waiting for their fucking pizza. How many retards does it take to cook a simple pizza and a simple grilled cheese. I am starting to wonder if normal people even have any fucking brains in their fucking heads. I think some people should be fired if they can't cook two simple fucking things. I could probably cook a grilled cheese and a fucking pizza and I have an IQ of 196. 😡😠😤👿🤢👎🏼 Time to think about jumbo jets and Airports again. 🛬🛫🛩✈️ 11:45 Just got the fucking food. My parents enjoyed their pizza and I enjoyed my grilled cheese as usual. Maybe the morons next door might not be as retarded as I thought. The girl cheese was epic and 😋tasty. The pizza I don't know because it has meat in it and I fucking hate meat, I can barely stand it. It's not for political reasons it's because I fucking hate the stuff. The taste and texture of meet is abysmal and I really hate it when meat gets stuck in your fucking teeth and let me tell you this.... it's a bitch to get out of your teeth. If god wanted to eat fucking meat then he or she would give us sharp teeth that are not close to one another. But that is not the bleeping case so.... fuck meet. The only pizza I like is bruschetta, Greek or veggie pizza. All the stuck my father eats. He is the meat eater in family and it pisses me off. I wish could go vegan or vegetarian for a fucking month or two then I will join him. The only animal I eat is fish and seafood that's where I get my protein. Plus seafood and fish is yummy 👅😋 RANDOM THOUGHT ALERT: Since I started this blog I have been able to see my strengths and what I need to work on. I want to change what I can change: my anger, my potty mouth and my how I see the world. If I change these ticks than I will be a happier person. I took the first step by getting professional help and by starting this blog. The healing begins. 😊🤗 12:39 p.m The computer jerk is coming weather I like it or not. But because of one of my friend's art page on Facebook I think I will draw some pictures while the asshole is here. Right now I am watch a very shity movie with my father and he just deleted it from the PVR. Thank god. I hate the movies that are on the PVR. For example, just the other day my father had a movie on PVR that the the big "N" word was being used every second word. It drove me stark raving mad. I use foul language but I mark the line between normal swearing like the word fuck and the racist slurs. Racial slurs are a way beyond the line. Right now I am waiting for the computer guy to come so I can draw and watch war related stuff on tv with my father. Until the computer guy leaves. 2:28 p.m The computer guy just left. It wasn't as bad as I though. He is very nice man who is gental but I just don't like it when he comes comes at the damnedest times. That's all. I did my drawing as I said I would. They maybe a little gory and surreal. Hope you don't mind. 2:45 p.m I am dreading tomorrow because of resume girl. Jill knows that I hate her guts because she want shut the fuck up. Resume girl thinks her shit doesn't stink but I think its foul. But the good thing about tomorrow is that I can get another Chevy Stevens book. God fuck!!!! I fucking love her fucking r Writing and storytelling and storylines. Another good thing is that I get to be around cryssie my only friend in the group.
