So what's new?
Damn, forgot this thing existed again. I need to take at least five minutes a day to just let people know whats up. I wish there were thirty hours in a day. That way, I could do everything I need to do, and still have time for the things I want to do. Joining a fraternity has been no crystal stair. Shit pops up at the last minute and I'm expected to be there, so I usually leave my room around five for baseball and get back around eleven because I had to clean the house or something. At least it's better than 6 AM practices. And then all the homework shit that pops up like needing to watch a movie for a class. And then the stuff that I want to do like spend time with lexie and play video games, and exercise on my own, and just sit down for five fucking minutes and not worry about pleasing anyone else. Everyone is asking me to do something for them when sometimes all I really want is to do something for myself.
Oh, and my girlfriend really knows how to make me feel like a piece of shit sometimes. Damn, if only she would realize that I'm doing the best I can. I have a million people asking me to do a million things a day for them, whether it be stay late for baseball practice or show up early for the fraternity, or order food for people. Seriously, sometimes it would be nice to just order food for myself! I can't keep bringing people food, and then mopping someone elses floor, and then skipping my own dinner so I can be at baseball ontime. This isn't healthy. Please, someone please realize that I'm overstretched right now and that any type of schedule I've had has gone to shit because other peoples expectations change on the fly and then I'm just fucked for time. I need people to start working for me. I need people to start changing their day for me instead of the other way around.
This isn't even a barbaric yawp, this is an archaic pissed off growl.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Andres mad! Andres SMASH! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
Shit, I just ripped my shirt for nothing. My skin didn't even turn green.
Even though I'm extremely frustrated by my tight schedule, in all reality, things are good. So don't worry people. I just needed to vent.
Breath in..........................Breath out..........................
Good. I feel better.
Oh, and my girlfriend really knows how to make me feel like a piece of shit sometimes. Damn, if only she would realize that I'm doing the best I can. I have a million people asking me to do a million things a day for them, whether it be stay late for baseball practice or show up early for the fraternity, or order food for people. Seriously, sometimes it would be nice to just order food for myself! I can't keep bringing people food, and then mopping someone elses floor, and then skipping my own dinner so I can be at baseball ontime. This isn't healthy. Please, someone please realize that I'm overstretched right now and that any type of schedule I've had has gone to shit because other peoples expectations change on the fly and then I'm just fucked for time. I need people to start working for me. I need people to start changing their day for me instead of the other way around.
This isn't even a barbaric yawp, this is an archaic pissed off growl.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Andres mad! Andres SMASH! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
Shit, I just ripped my shirt for nothing. My skin didn't even turn green.
Even though I'm extremely frustrated by my tight schedule, in all reality, things are good. So don't worry people. I just needed to vent.
Breath in..........................Breath out..........................
Good. I feel better.