Wave the White Flag
i'm still in an aggravated mood. yesterday at school, i actually had a pretty nice day. i think i did well on my psych exam and precalc quiz. i got minimal homework, which means i can spend some quality time onmy research papers. i finished my matrix paper, even though i bullshitted the entire way through, so i hope we just get the points for doing it. sam took me with some of her friends out for pizza hut buffet. she and her friends go all the time, and since i didn't have philosophy, she brought me along. it was weird being with her friends in one van, but i kinda feel honored that i was good enough to go with her friends. and then i sorta made friends with the guy that sits next to me in precalc. i can't remember his name ever, so i just refer to him as the math genius. he doesn't show up often and he never wants to see my notes when i offer, so i think he thinks he's too good for the class, even though his grades aren't fantastic. but he did take advanced calc in another college, so my assumptions were correct. i'm a good people reader.
jen, who i haven't talk to since before my bday, who i'm still mad at b/c she forgot my bday, tried calling me on wednesday. i was at work and didn't get the call. she didn't leave a message, so i assumed it wasn't important. i tried calling her back anyway, and she didn't pick up. i didn't leave her a voicemail b/c i had nothing to say. that's one thing that pisses me off. just leave a fucking message.
so anyway, i had a good day yesterday, and it seems that when i walk straight into my house, it gets ruined. my dad wants me to clean my room so he can come and use the computer. well, i compromised and told him i'd clean as soon as i finish my homework. haha, jokes on him b/c by the time i get done with my homework, it will be summer and his comp will be set up in the basement. ha! and he moved my rings and lost one of them, so i yelled at him. he's coming into my space, so he needs to respect it. and then i overheard my mom comforting my dad by saying, 'oh you know how she gets moody.' what?! oh no she didn't. that is going to be rubbed in her face. doesn't she ever consider the fact that maybe she's the reason i get pissed off? i get paid next friday. i want to withdrawal all my money out of the bank and just take it and run away. leave this pace far behind and start over somewhere else. what regrets would i have? i hate my job, i'd be ecstatic to not go to class anymore. i have no roots here. i'd gladly be planted somewhere else.