So, the worst fucking year of my life is coming to an end and I am still alive…and my bitch colleague from hell finally wrote my report last week, and she actually let me pass.

I would never have made it through this on my own.

Thanks Pitry, for being there for me all the time. For being my brain when my own one wouldn’t make any sense. For putting up with the whining, the bitchiness, the depression, the emo, the drama and everything else. Thanks for now knowing most members of most emo bands, thanks for all the fangirling you endured. Thanks for spreading the Doctor Who love.
Thanks for being the awesome person you are. You are the best friend in the world. Thanks for being the one friend I can really tell pretty much anything in the worlds. Lolz, and thanks for being the only person in the world who will probably understand pretty much every single one of the following points and know the story behind it.

Thanks babybrother, for the hours and hours and hours of watching Southpark with me when I couldn’t bear being alone. Thanks for letting me annoy you over ICQ whenever I needed to take my mind of things.

Thanks dad for your unconditional support. Thanks for knowing how bad things really were without me having to tell you. Thanks for coming up with solutions for everything.

Thanks mum for always being there for me, despite the fact that you never actually understood the problem. And thanks for giving me Frankie. I would have quit otherwise…

Thanks Frankie for being the best car in the world. Without a car, to get me to work and home in just over 20 minutes, as opposed to over an hour by public transport, I would not have made it through the year.
Thanks to everyone who let my drive their car when Frankie acted up.

Thanks Wolle for being supportive, understanding and caring, despite the fact that that is normally really not your nature.

Thanks to My Chemical Romance for the black parade. For life on the murder scene. For being totally fucked up. For the invention of stage gay.
Special thanks to Gerard for making out with your best friend on stage, for licking your brothers nipples on stage (waycest is love ). Thanks Frank for being tiny and adorable.

Thanks Thea for being pretty much the only person whose posts are still worth reading on the kula board, thanks for random conversations on myspace, thanks for the hours spent fangirling. You just totally rock. <333

Thanks Andrea for the occasional awesome conversation on msn… I am so looking forward to finally meeting you. Is the parkpop plan still up?

Thanks Fall Out Boy for being the gayest band in the world.
Thanks Pete Wentz, for updating your blog about 15 times a week. Thanks for being my imaginary best friend in the little world inside my head, who is always there when everyone else is asleep or offline. Thanks for the tons and tons of emo.

Thanks James for being one of the most important people in my life, thanks for always being there when things get real bad. Thanks for understanding everything.
You’re half real friend in the real world, and half petewentzlike friend in the little world inside my head these days. Either way, I shall always love you to bits (despite the fact that it drives me fucking insane most of the time. Oh well  )

Thanks Lostprophets, Funeral for a Friend, The Blackout, for being awesome and Welsh.
Thanks Ian Watkins for being the hottest motherfucker in the world. And thanks for all the icecream.
Thanks Charline for writing me Ian/Frank on a particularly shitty day. That cheered me up and revived my will to live for a while.

Thanks bandslash for being the best escape when real life is just too hard to bear. Thanks PATD; MCR; FOB; TAI, for giving people so much to write about. Lolz, thanks Gerard for approving of Waycest…Thanks Pete Wentz for posting slash requests and prompts in your blog… thanks Tomrad for quoting from slash
Slash = love

Thanks Lana Jade for giving the world so much canon about Brendon. Thanks for making bren/shanevaldez canon. The part about Brendon ruining many a coffee table will never not be funny.

Thanks Panic at the Disco for being ridiculously emo, and now ridiculously happy… always ridiculously gay, despite being ridiculously straight. Thanks for being pretty. Odd. Thanks for making Pretty. Odd. Thanks Jon Walkers towel for prettying up my car

Thanks tbo board for being my new online home. Thanks mossopp for deleting, altering, moving or removing pretty much everything I ever write. My life would be so boring without constantly picking fights with you.

Thanks Charlie for having caught the fangirl bug from me, thanks for making me ridiculous panic! Icons, thanks for spamming the board with me… thanks for keeping my mind of things so many evenings.

Thanks Kula board… for still being there.

Thanks Barry for getting over your barry-ness for a while when I really needed a reliable friend. Thanks for being the best German news reader in the world. Tschusskopf!!

Thanks Mike for being there for me even though we didn’t even know each other. You helped me so much that first evening we spoke on msn. Thanks for having become a friend <33

Thanks all the other gaymo bands I didn’t mention above… cobra starship, tai and a billion others.

Thanks Dan’s family for still wanting me to marry your son, even though the past 10 months have made it totally obvious that I am totally crazy.

Thanks Birte for letting me use all your papers despite the fact that I didn’t call even once in all the months, only when I needed something.

Thanks tbo for replying to messages on myspace. Thanks Funeral for a Friend for giving me a thumbs up

And, most importantly, thanks Dan. For everything.
For putting up with the tears for the first couple of months, the apathy for the next couple of months, the yelling, the depression, the emptiness, the bitchiness and everything else. Thanks for always making it better. Thanks for always knowing what to do. Thanks for always reviving my will to live.
Thanks for giving me hugs when I needed hugs, thanks for yelling at me when I needed to have some sense yelled back into my head, thanks for always finding things to cheer me up (thanks for fangirling over Ian Watkins with me when that was what I needed), thanks for never being mad at me. Thanks for giving me a reason, for being the reason, for me to get out of bed in the morning. To make it into my car, and to work unharmed, for always coming back home. Thanks for being my motivation for everything when I couldn’t find the motivation in myself. Thanks for loving me despite the fact that I am crazy. Thanks for wanting to marry me despite the fact that you have seen me at my worst. Thanks for being the person I want to spend the rest of my life with. I love you.

You did it Vivi!!!

We're all so proud of you! xXx

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Originally posted by drug farm entrepreneur:
So, the worst fucking year of my life is coming to an end and I am still alive…and my bitch colleague from hell finally wrote my report last week, and she actually let me pass.

Thanks Andrea for the occasional awesome conversation on msn… I am so looking forward to finally meeting you. Is the parkpop plan still up?

Wow, I told you she just HAD to let you pass!! Congrats dear!!
Oh and yes, the plan IS still up!!

Love you boo xxxx

Well done Vivi <3
We need to do some fangirling to celebrate xD
xoxoxoxo