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Post by thouhair34 on Mar 6, 2007 15:53:30 GMT -5
Today was my worst day ever.
1. My alarm woke me up a 2am!
2. My bed broke while i was still asleep.
3. I got a detention because i forgot one piece of homework.
4. When i got home i slipped on my hockey stick and fell downstairs.
5. My best score on a game got deleted because my computer crashed.
6. I went under my bed to get my weights after my bed was fixed and it collapsed on me so my dad had to tape it up.
7. I can't go on youtube anymore.
8. I just fell off my chair and almost smashed my TV.
I always get bad luck on the 6th March (e.g. i got my scar on my left wrist on the 6th March 1997, I got lost on a hiking trip with the cubs on the 6th March 1999, etc.)
What i would really like to know is... What is you're worst day of the year datewise and why.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2007 16:07:47 GMT -5
erm hmmm difficult to say. The day my brother went into care i guess
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Post by wtfitsnikki on Mar 7, 2007 15:28:20 GMT -5
18th December, thats when i had had that ...accident...on that day i always wrry that its gonna happen agian...
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Post by Deleted on Mar 7, 2007 15:41:50 GMT -5
Maybe a coincidence but... 6/6/06:
I came home from school after being bullied really badly to discover my dog was really injured, at about 6pm the hospital called me to tell me Jett had been medically classed as dead for around 6 minutes after being shot in 6 different places. He had lost conciousness and almost died 6 other different times...
Luckily he survived, but it was horrifying and traumatic... I hate June the 6th for that reason, always have ever since then, as well as the number 6.
The other worst day of my life was when someone I loved left my family and no one told me not to blame myself... It took 12 years for someone to come along and change how I felt about it...
However don't worry about me talking about it, its better than bottling it up...
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Post by thouhair34 on Mar 7, 2007 15:43:42 GMT -5
...wow....what r the chances.
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Post by Tymki on Mar 8, 2007 2:58:44 GMT -5
I can't remember the date, but once I had had a really horrible day at school, I had, like, 2 detentions due in at once and Mum forgot to pick me up from school. Now, I didn't have my sister with me, and it was the first time Mum had forgotten. I didn't have my phone on me, either and I had no money. I think my friend's Mum picked me up after an hour of me waiting. Mum never even said sorry...  |
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Post by Timewarp on Mar 8, 2007 12:40:20 GMT -5
harsh......
though i can't remember my worst day because i'm the most unlucky person, i swear i am really unlucky like for instance, me,my mum and my sister take our dog fro a walk. i jumped over a small puddle only to skid and fall into a muudy patch of grass and coated myself in mud which wasen't very nice and once when i was a kid my brother hung onto my curtain rallings and they broke then i got the blame.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 8, 2007 13:00:31 GMT -5
Could be like me. In one day you find out your getting kicked out of the Navy and all your friends are finally moving on to their A-schools. Then you get sent to a unit called the Seps. I literal went insane in there. We litterally just sat around and did nothing. AT ALL! Then I get home and my father blames me for trying to get out of the Navy purposefully and now every night says something like "Right now you could be managing a nuclear reactor in a submarine but you decided playing games was more important. In the same period of time (Translation: From the end of Oct. to now) my dachshund had a slipped spinal disc (She recovered), I got blamed for running down a mail box (by none other than my father), and found out that even as we were considering putting my dog down that I was physically unable to cry. At this point I actually prefered the time in Seps when I was insane. I'm a flippin' shell of what I used to be and this is the first time I've admitted it. My mind is constantly wonder what would have happened if I'd just not signed one %&$# paper!
I usually mask all this depression I feel by keeping an outwardly jolly manner. I'm expecting it will crack in about another month. Then I'll have to learn to type in a straight jacket. *There comin' to take me away hoho hehe haha!*
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Post by Tymki on Mar 8, 2007 14:27:37 GMT -5
Oh my gosh, that is REALLY harsh... I mean REALLY!!!
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Post by Deleted on Mar 8, 2007 16:27:52 GMT -5
Er...
I'm sorry all that happened to you?
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Post by Haunter 360 on Mar 8, 2007 16:53:33 GMT -5
Oh dude... That's HARSH. Seriously, these are all so harsh... Well, if any of you need to talk to someone, to prevent yourselves losing your minds, contact me, alright? I can listen, and I won't tell a soul.  |
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Post by thouhair34 on Mar 9, 2007 16:13:57 GMT -5
ya don't need to worry. i think this thread got a lot off of ppl's chests didn't it?
i wonder what fm5's worst day ever was???
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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2007 16:27:35 GMT -5
The dya i joined the light castle LOL. jsut joking. I won't say anything about fm5's worst day. if she wants to say anything she can. to be honest i not sure if the day i knwo about is the worst day. thinknig about it my worst day coudl be the day my uncle commited suicide or my other uncle got arrested for....i won't go into it. Or my nan died.
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Post by FlameMaster5 on Mar 10, 2007 11:07:14 GMT -5
I am deeply sorry to hear that all of you have been through so many harsh things. It pains me to see you all in pain. I hope you all can recover. If you need anyone, I'm only a PM away. I'll listen. *warm smile* Now...
My worst day? You want to know MY worst day? I'm over here wondering why my worst day is so important, but I will tell you all nonetheless. It involves my sister, SF7. She had a stressful job as a news director and so she was taking anxiety pills as prescribed. She and her husband had butted heads the night before, they stayed up late discussing whatever the problem was. Well, SF7 was really tired at work as well as anxious, so she drank two energy drinks and took one of her pills. Because of so much in her system, her heart starting pounding. FOR HOURS...
That night, she called our mom. I was busy on the computer for awhile, but I finally got off and went to visit my mom and dad. I entered there room to hear, "...and don't take any drugs and or alcohol. Just let yourself calm down. If it gets any worse, go to the hospital and seek...", that's all I heard as concerned thoughts came into my mind. From the way my mom was talking to someone on the phone, I KNEW it had to be SF7. I began pacing the floor out of my own anxiety, my worry for my older sister growing into a fear I had never felt before. I then caught something about a heart. I knew that something terrible had happened or could happen. I thought my mom was ignoring me, but she really just didn't see me pacing there in their bedroom. I left the room...
It wasn't until I got to speak with my sister that I learned she would be all right. After we talked for awhile, she started feeling better. What made this my worst day is the possibility. I had worried myself so much that I could only cry, thinking about awful things that could happen to her. And... It was the realization that all lives end, and that death is so close for each and every one of us. So... I tell you all to live each day to the fullest and let those you care about know how much you love them. You never know, you may not get to. Things happen so quickly... :[
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Post by Tymki on Mar 11, 2007 8:22:26 GMT -5
Actually... My worst day is either when I found out my sister had cancer, or the day I found out that Dad was cheating on us. It felt like my world was gonna end... I even thought about suicide, I was THAT upset!
It got better until I went to my Dad's place for the third time, and now I'm back to square one. I hate Frances! I don't care that I say her name online, 'cos I hate her. She took Dad away, and she's still married to her other husband. I just want her to go away. I hate her, I hate and love Dad, and I hate her kids, 'cos they call him 'Dad'. HE'S MY DAD!!!
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