this word, I do not think that it means what you think it means
I never post, its my thing, I am not a fan of posting.
But its late, and I am full of rage. Its too late for it to be appropriate to call anyone, and besides, ostensibly, I am studying for my exam that is tomorrow (that's the word that I am hoping means what I think it means).
But my exam tomorrow will be terrible, I have virtually no understanding of the subject matter and I simply haven't dedicated myself to studying it. Instead, I spend my time refreshing my daily plate account to see if there have been any changes to my calorie count for the day (not that there should be, since I haven't added anything new).
I am full of rage because a friend just bailed on me in a big way, and now my plans for the next 2 weeks are seriously ruined. So, instead of just putting my head down and making sure that I get through my exams with minimal damage, I am forced to be planning where I am going to live and what I am going to do with all my stuff (to be fair, the friend has not left me homeless in any way, just....made it more difficult for me to get to my new home).
I hate when people air dirty laundry on facebook. That is not the venue to have a fight with your boyfriend's sister over petty misunderstandings. Its probably also not the venue to inform family and friends that you have miscarried. If the only way you talk to someone is via facebook, you are probably not very good friends (just a hint).
Britain's got talent is brilliant. I am only watching the clips where the judges are in love with the performer, and so it is very uplifting.
Hmm, perhaps that last bit about facebook was uncalled for, given that I am currently ranting about the flakiness of . Although... I guess its different when its anonomous and will never be seen by the other parties involved.
This was good, very cathartic. I feel better already. Maybe. Possibly.
Still that exam though....
But its late, and I am full of rage. Its too late for it to be appropriate to call anyone, and besides, ostensibly, I am studying for my exam that is tomorrow (that's the word that I am hoping means what I think it means).
But my exam tomorrow will be terrible, I have virtually no understanding of the subject matter and I simply haven't dedicated myself to studying it. Instead, I spend my time refreshing my daily plate account to see if there have been any changes to my calorie count for the day (not that there should be, since I haven't added anything new).
I am full of rage because a friend just bailed on me in a big way, and now my plans for the next 2 weeks are seriously ruined. So, instead of just putting my head down and making sure that I get through my exams with minimal damage, I am forced to be planning where I am going to live and what I am going to do with all my stuff (to be fair, the friend has not left me homeless in any way, just....made it more difficult for me to get to my new home).
I hate when people air dirty laundry on facebook. That is not the venue to have a fight with your boyfriend's sister over petty misunderstandings. Its probably also not the venue to inform family and friends that you have miscarried. If the only way you talk to someone is via facebook, you are probably not very good friends (just a hint).
Britain's got talent is brilliant. I am only watching the clips where the judges are in love with the performer, and so it is very uplifting.
Hmm, perhaps that last bit about facebook was uncalled for, given that I am currently ranting about the flakiness of . Although... I guess its different when its anonomous and will never be seen by the other parties involved.
This was good, very cathartic. I feel better already. Maybe. Possibly.
Still that exam though....