beating yourself over the head with the spork-like shovel of shame
"She sure is looking older" < if I never have to hear THAT line again I will be a happy woman. Ok so it’s true, I am looking older and with good reason (years passing and so forth) but these is no need to point it out. *pouts* mean family.
So how the heck is everyone? I keep missing Debbie, seems she wither isn’t online as much (highly likely) or she’s not on when I am (also likely) and Nat and I haven’t seen RJ in forever.
I was seriously pissed at the professor yesterday. (We were visiting my “family”) He was doing the sour old man routine, cold shouldering everyone. That’s fine for him; no one would dare call him up on it. But what he doesn’t realize is how hard that makes things for me.
I don’t belong with them and they like to remind me every so often of my status as ‘interloper’. So ‘mum’ decides to give me the passive aggressive soul bashing of a lifetime over the professor’s behavior. Freaking perfect, just what I need. “Well if you don’t want to be here blah blah blah” that kind of thing.
Ok so I was steaming by the time we left and the professor was totally fracking clueless (he’s male what can I say?). When we got home I told him about the ear bashing I had received over him being such a hard-ass. I don’t know what I was expecting from him but his response was unsatisfactory so I ignored him for the rest of the night. I fumed and sat outside smoking and wondering if he was trying to frack my life up, if he wanted me to feel bad.
After my third cigarette I realized what day it was. Idiot. I’m premenstrual - hypersensitive, grouchy…bah. I’m still not fracking apologizing he can screw his mastermind self, he still makes life hard for me. But I am less paranoid now I know why I reacted so strongly.
*blush* He knew what day it was too, that’s why he didn’t bother saying sorry.
So how the heck is everyone? I keep missing Debbie, seems she wither isn’t online as much (highly likely) or she’s not on when I am (also likely) and Nat and I haven’t seen RJ in forever.
I was seriously pissed at the professor yesterday. (We were visiting my “family”) He was doing the sour old man routine, cold shouldering everyone. That’s fine for him; no one would dare call him up on it. But what he doesn’t realize is how hard that makes things for me.
I don’t belong with them and they like to remind me every so often of my status as ‘interloper’. So ‘mum’ decides to give me the passive aggressive soul bashing of a lifetime over the professor’s behavior. Freaking perfect, just what I need. “Well if you don’t want to be here blah blah blah” that kind of thing.
Ok so I was steaming by the time we left and the professor was totally fracking clueless (he’s male what can I say?). When we got home I told him about the ear bashing I had received over him being such a hard-ass. I don’t know what I was expecting from him but his response was unsatisfactory so I ignored him for the rest of the night. I fumed and sat outside smoking and wondering if he was trying to frack my life up, if he wanted me to feel bad.
After my third cigarette I realized what day it was. Idiot. I’m premenstrual - hypersensitive, grouchy…bah. I’m still not fracking apologizing he can screw his mastermind self, he still makes life hard for me. But I am less paranoid now I know why I reacted so strongly.
*blush* He knew what day it was too, that’s why he didn’t bother saying sorry.