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Dear Vassar's Internet,
We've had a rough relationship in the past, I'll admit. You like to take it slow, drawing out our every interaction, and I do put a ton of pressure on you, what with all my multiple tabs and downloads and such. I mean, you're still pretty new to the game, what with the wireless only being installed a few years ago. And sure, you're a giver, seeing as you do so much for so many people, many of whom don't appreciate you at all.
But.
Yesterday, you turned what should have been a fun Gargoyle-watching get-together with
little_serenity into an ordeal. I still managed to have fun in spite of you, but don't think I didn't see that little smirk you gave me as youtube had to stop to buffer EVERY 2 SECONDS.
And then today I find that the resume and essay and application I sent to Amity last week...never got sent. You never sent it. This is my future, and I need to get in there to interview as soon as possible, and YOU DIDN'T SEND MY FREAKIN' APPLICATION. Thank god I sent a follow up email to check, because I had a feeling that you might do this to me. So I've come to a conclusion: we're done. That's it. I've had it. Come graduation, I'm outta here. And no, I'm not giving you back the stuff you left at my place; you can come pick it up if you want it so bad.
Long story short, Vassar's internet: I AM NOT YOUR GIRLFRIEND, SO PLEASE STOP FUCKING ME.
XOXO,
Niki
We've had a rough relationship in the past, I'll admit. You like to take it slow, drawing out our every interaction, and I do put a ton of pressure on you, what with all my multiple tabs and downloads and such. I mean, you're still pretty new to the game, what with the wireless only being installed a few years ago. And sure, you're a giver, seeing as you do so much for so many people, many of whom don't appreciate you at all.
But.
Yesterday, you turned what should have been a fun Gargoyle-watching get-together with
little_serenity into an ordeal. I still managed to have fun in spite of you, but don't think I didn't see that little smirk you gave me as youtube had to stop to buffer EVERY 2 SECONDS.
And then today I find that the resume and essay and application I sent to Amity last week...never got sent. You never sent it. This is my future, and I need to get in there to interview as soon as possible, and YOU DIDN'T SEND MY FREAKIN' APPLICATION. Thank god I sent a follow up email to check, because I had a feeling that you might do this to me. So I've come to a conclusion: we're done. That's it. I've had it. Come graduation, I'm outta here. And no, I'm not giving you back the stuff you left at my place; you can come pick it up if you want it so bad.
Long story short, Vassar's internet: I AM NOT YOUR GIRLFRIEND, SO PLEASE STOP FUCKING ME.
XOXO,
Niki