Know what I hate? Hypoglycemia and low blood sugar headaches. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!
Know what I never, ever want to be? A sociologist. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
I could kill my Sociology teacher, absolutely destroy her. I got such a horrible mark on a test, I’m livid and want to jump off a cliff. I mean, if I thought I deserved the bad mark, I’d keep my mouth shut, it’s my fault. But this is ridiculous! Her circumstantial questions and ‘no opinions allowed’ method are horrendous! If I was making long-shot statements or...
This morning is already crap, I need a pick-me-up.
SEASON 2 ISN’T ONLINE YET FUCCCCCCCCCCK
Nope, guess it really wasn’t who I thought it was, and I’m so surprisingly disappointed. Maybe I’m being stupid, but I really miss them, and I find myself checking on them more often than ever. I wish I could just make up my fucking mind. Not that I have many choices anymore. I don’t have personal, intimate connections with anyone lately. Not in the ‘talk about...
…maybe it wasn’t who I hoped that missed me via f.s.
I miss you too.
Tracking down idiots who make racial and prejudice comments on the CBC website...– Amazing guy in my class whose name I do not know.
Worst day ever, again! Aggghh, and my days have generally been so good lately, I want to jump off a bridge I’m so angry. Someone come visit me, we can lay in the sun and be happier than hell.