GRAAAAH!
I am SICK of people, in general. *rant*
So I asked my friend to help me translate a letter to Chika-san. This was WEEKS ago. I wrote it out a few months ago, and we're not takling a short letter... it's about 3 pages long, and contains basically everything I ever wanted to say to her. It's 2 weeks until raku and my letter is still not finished.
I sent my friend an email saying "raku is in 2 weeks". THAT'S IT. And what do I get back? A snotty email saying that she is too busy and works 5 days a week, so she's stressed and can't be doing with my "stupid email".
WELL GUESS WHAT. I've never reminded you about this before now. I've been patient, but you KNOW how important this is to me, and if I never get to send this letter I'll just be more of an emotional wreck than I know I'm going to be. Do you think I'm not stressed? Try having to worry about your mother who had fucking lung cancer, as well as your grandmother who also had cancer. Try worrying about whether your education is fucked up because of all the shit you've had to endure in the ast 7 months. THAT is called stress. If doing one letter is "too much stress", then I'll translate the fucking letter myself. I can easily get other people to help me. People who don't throw it back in my face.
/endrant
*curls in a ball*
So I asked my friend to help me translate a letter to Chika-san. This was WEEKS ago. I wrote it out a few months ago, and we're not takling a short letter... it's about 3 pages long, and contains basically everything I ever wanted to say to her. It's 2 weeks until raku and my letter is still not finished.
I sent my friend an email saying "raku is in 2 weeks". THAT'S IT. And what do I get back? A snotty email saying that she is too busy and works 5 days a week, so she's stressed and can't be doing with my "stupid email".
WELL GUESS WHAT. I've never reminded you about this before now. I've been patient, but you KNOW how important this is to me, and if I never get to send this letter I'll just be more of an emotional wreck than I know I'm going to be. Do you think I'm not stressed? Try having to worry about your mother who had fucking lung cancer, as well as your grandmother who also had cancer. Try worrying about whether your education is fucked up because of all the shit you've had to endure in the ast 7 months. THAT is called stress. If doing one letter is "too much stress", then I'll translate the fucking letter myself. I can easily get other people to help me. People who don't throw it back in my face.
/endrant
*curls in a ball*