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I am a bitter and jealous person. Anyone who's been through one of my stressed-out phases should know this. I don't like hearing about people's good news while I'm getting fucked over with the short stick over and over again. This MCB thing I'm working on? This is the third time I've had to change my topic because some stupid little detail fucked up my hours and HOURS of work. This shit is due Monday. I shouldn't be writing this because it wastes time but I'm pissed off and can't exactly scream in a library.
Oh, and on top of that, I have a midterm on Monday in econ, and I don't understand shit. THIS is why I didn't buy myself fucking Stanfurd tickets. Because I knew I'd need this weekend to study. Ughh why do people always pick the worst times to try and be sweet. Fuck fuck fuck. I hate my life. I have a fucking mandatory talent show tomorrow night, I'm in Stanfurd Saturday night, and I have fucking thank you banquet Sunday day and a mandatory ASUC all-staff meeting Sunday night. FUCK. MY. LIFE.
MCB grant project: 20% of my grade.
Econ midterm: 25% of my grade.
Bad days: 95% of my LIFE.
I'm going home right after my midterm on Monday, too, which means, oh fuck, I CAN'T GET SIGNATURES FOR APO. I'm not going to cross because I have a final the same day as pledge test and a midterm the day after -- I'm not going to study for that fucking pledge test. This entire semester has just been a waste.
Back to stopping drug users from getting Hep C with my grant poposal. I don't really give a fuck but whatever.
Oh, and btw, I hate people who pretend to care then leave me hanging. People I've just met are more helpful than you lazy shits.
Oh, and on top of that, I have a midterm on Monday in econ, and I don't understand shit. THIS is why I didn't buy myself fucking Stanfurd tickets. Because I knew I'd need this weekend to study. Ughh why do people always pick the worst times to try and be sweet. Fuck fuck fuck. I hate my life. I have a fucking mandatory talent show tomorrow night, I'm in Stanfurd Saturday night, and I have fucking thank you banquet Sunday day and a mandatory ASUC all-staff meeting Sunday night. FUCK. MY. LIFE.
MCB grant project: 20% of my grade.
Econ midterm: 25% of my grade.
Bad days: 95% of my LIFE.
I'm going home right after my midterm on Monday, too, which means, oh fuck, I CAN'T GET SIGNATURES FOR APO. I'm not going to cross because I have a final the same day as pledge test and a midterm the day after -- I'm not going to study for that fucking pledge test. This entire semester has just been a waste.
Back to stopping drug users from getting Hep C with my grant poposal. I don't really give a fuck but whatever.
Oh, and btw, I hate people who pretend to care then leave me hanging. People I've just met are more helpful than you lazy shits.