I Hate You
I spent my last Saturday night in Athens working on a play from 7 P.M. until 2 A.M. Was I happy about that? Not at all.
Then my really good friend who will remain anonymous for gossip purposes is beligerently drunk right now. He's extrememely emotional because he is apparently torn between two girls.
And after putting him to bed I come back to my dorm to see a note from my fucktard Jesus freak of a roommate saying she broke my mug. And not just any old mug, because I do have quite a few. But my FAVORITE mug which was a Christmas present from Midget. That mug had a lot of sentimental value I can't even begin to explain. Not only did she break it, but she threw away the pieces so I couldn't even glue it back together if I wanted to.
Going back home Friday cannot come soon enough. And it's too bad I have to wait two weeks into the next quarter before I can move out.
I love college but living in this room seriously makes me hate my life. I don't know that I've ever felt this way and I hope nobody ever has to feel how I feel right now.
Then my really good friend who will remain anonymous for gossip purposes is beligerently drunk right now. He's extrememely emotional because he is apparently torn between two girls.
And after putting him to bed I come back to my dorm to see a note from my fucktard Jesus freak of a roommate saying she broke my mug. And not just any old mug, because I do have quite a few. But my FAVORITE mug which was a Christmas present from Midget. That mug had a lot of sentimental value I can't even begin to explain. Not only did she break it, but she threw away the pieces so I couldn't even glue it back together if I wanted to.
Going back home Friday cannot come soon enough. And it's too bad I have to wait two weeks into the next quarter before I can move out.
I love college but living in this room seriously makes me hate my life. I don't know that I've ever felt this way and I hope nobody ever has to feel how I feel right now.