And she’s back with my psychopath ex again!! Super. I’d been wondering why I haven’t heard from her…well not really, but it was just confirmed today.
Whatever. Over it. Ready to get her out of my life for good. Taking this as a lesson on how to not make friends with any more terrible people. Because they are both pretty terrible people.
I mean, it’s not like he’s some great stand-up guy or anything. Just you’re run of the mill, standard drug addicted, abusive, homeless, psychotic, useless guy who takes pleasure in sucking the life out of people and then going back for seconds. Not like she’s really anything special either- clearly she’s a killer back stabber (so punny).
Shit. You know you're getting old WHEN - I intentionally find your blog to write you a witty comment for your ask and fucking forget was it was I originally intended to say by the time I got this all open and ready to type. FML. PS. I hope you like the changes I made to my description about myself on my blog... "This is my blog. I do what I want."
Well at least you still have your sass in check! I miss you so much it’s bananas. I have a surprise for you, by the way. That’s all I’m saying for now.
Easily the most underestimated thing in the world. I woke up this morning stressed to tears freaking out about some garbage annotated bibliography and podcast I have to record. I came to the library to sort it out and for the first time, asked the front desk lady for help. She gladly took me aside and searched my paper topic, reassuring me that my ideas were good and that it’s only a draft due tomorrow, after all. What the hell? How long have I been going to libraries crying over work? Never once did I think, “oh, maybe the librarian can help. It’s only her job…”
Earlier this week, I found myself terrified of an upcoming French quiz. So, I went to my professor and asked for help or if he could direct me to a tutoring service. Even if I don’t get a 100 on the quiz, at least he knows that I made the effort to harass him and let him know that I was trying but needed help.
Why don’t more people know this? I think I’ve just discovered the secret to college. This is how I’m going to pass my classes and graduate in 4 years.
To the youngn’s who follow me and the oldies that haven’t figured it out yet- heed my advice: Ask for help. Professors eat that shit up.
I feel sick. French is too hard. I’m a journalism/poli sci major no one cares if I speak French. I want to write for English people, not French people. I’m also losing sight of the beauty of the language. When I say French shit I just sound like I have something stuck in my throat and sneezing and blowing my nose at the same time which, if you didn’t know, are probably the least sexy sounds in the world.
One of boyfriend’s psycho ex-girlfriends (there’s only two- but this is the one who said she was pregnant so she wouldn’t leave him, not the one who stalks me at work and sends him anonymous magazines where she has a fashion spread in them) is in my 16 person recitation. I’ve been creeping around campus looking for her for 3 weeks and she’s in a fucking tiny room with me every Thursday (and class every Wednesday and Monday) for the rest of the semester. She’s terrifying. She stole him from me 2 years ago- I won him back in the end, but I’m still scared of her.
To make it worse, I have 15 minutes to walk all the way across campus so by the time I get there there’s not a lot of seats left- today I only had 2 options, next to her right by the door or all the way across the room next to redneck boy who wants to be my friend and the mumbler. So of course I saw her, she saw me and smirked, and I ran like a bitch all the way to the other side.
Also, an old mean rich lady yelled at me on the phone at work today for something that wasn’t even my job.