awkward facebook friends request
omfg. HANDS, guys. HANDS.
here is why i hate facebook: because one of my undergrad psych professors -- you KNOW, the one you have a huge crush on because they're so motivating and awesome and they believe in you and they're moderately attractive so you attach -- just requested access to my facebook.
and guys he used to be my ADVISOR, and this is back when i was like CRAZY, so like once or twice a year i would go to his office and just HAVE A MELTDOWN about how omg I'M SO PASSIONATE ABOUT ALL THESE THINGS AND DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO and sometimes there would be tears x__________x AND LIKE WHEN HE LEFT I GAVE HIM A CARD AND A JOURNAL. A CARD AND A JOURNAL.
and i've had those "that was awkward i was weird" douche chills about him ever since.
and there's like. a few pre-contemplative steps to adding someone on facebook. namely that you have to think of the person first, which, WHAT, JUSTIN BAILEY. WHAT. also i'm pretty sure i belong to a lulzy facebook group called We Love Justin Bailey or something else stupid and embarrassing that a classmate made and we snerked over.
PLUS, ALSO? HOW AM I GOING TO ADD A *PROFESSOR* TO MY FACEBOOK PROFILE WHEN THE LAST CONVERSATION ON MY FACEBOOK WALL IS A 2-PAGE DISCOURSE ON THE VARIATIONS OF "ROCK OUT WITH YOUR COCK OUT."
sighhh obviously i'm going to add him but WHAT THE FUCK, JUSTIN BAILEY. WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME AT FIVE IN THE MORNING.
here is why i hate facebook: because one of my undergrad psych professors -- you KNOW, the one you have a huge crush on because they're so motivating and awesome and they believe in you and they're moderately attractive so you attach -- just requested access to my facebook.
and guys he used to be my ADVISOR, and this is back when i was like CRAZY, so like once or twice a year i would go to his office and just HAVE A MELTDOWN about how omg I'M SO PASSIONATE ABOUT ALL THESE THINGS AND DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO and sometimes there would be tears x__________x AND LIKE WHEN HE LEFT I GAVE HIM A CARD AND A JOURNAL. A CARD AND A JOURNAL.
and i've had those "that was awkward i was weird" douche chills about him ever since.
and there's like. a few pre-contemplative steps to adding someone on facebook. namely that you have to think of the person first, which, WHAT, JUSTIN BAILEY. WHAT. also i'm pretty sure i belong to a lulzy facebook group called We Love Justin Bailey or something else stupid and embarrassing that a classmate made and we snerked over.
PLUS, ALSO? HOW AM I GOING TO ADD A *PROFESSOR* TO MY FACEBOOK PROFILE WHEN THE LAST CONVERSATION ON MY FACEBOOK WALL IS A 2-PAGE DISCOURSE ON THE VARIATIONS OF "ROCK OUT WITH YOUR COCK OUT."
sighhh obviously i'm going to add him but WHAT THE FUCK, JUSTIN BAILEY. WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME AT FIVE IN THE MORNING.