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Ya know things are bad when people are arguing in my class and A) I'm not one of them and B)I want them to shut the fuck up. Seriously, I'd like to actually get some class notes for once instead of hearing people shout across the room back and forth with one another about the most trivial garbage. I wish some people would just stop talking to me.
There's so much work coming up, and I don't even care. Sometimes I wish I could just work at Sams and avoid talking about politics with self important loud mouthes that don't know how to listen. Mostly though, I just want to get out of this city and see the world. I don't want to be a professional student, I want to live my life and be happy with my friends, fall in love and not have to worry about how some geopolitical action in countries that I've never been to affect my daily life.Shit is not that simple however. I have to finish school, so then I can get the hell out of here.
There are bigger things then school. My Aunt Cathy is in the hospital, again. People sometimes wonder why I don't believe in God; it's because I don't think a God would keep punishing one of those kindest, caring, sweetest, loving and compassionate people I've ever known with constant sickness and keep sending her into the hospital. I have to find the time this week to visit her in the hospital. I don't care if I can't go to some fucking meeting because I care a lot more about my Aunt then planning on how to send people to Victoria for a weekend.
I'm just glad I have family and real friends.
There's so much work coming up, and I don't even care. Sometimes I wish I could just work at Sams and avoid talking about politics with self important loud mouthes that don't know how to listen. Mostly though, I just want to get out of this city and see the world. I don't want to be a professional student, I want to live my life and be happy with my friends, fall in love and not have to worry about how some geopolitical action in countries that I've never been to affect my daily life.Shit is not that simple however. I have to finish school, so then I can get the hell out of here.
There are bigger things then school. My Aunt Cathy is in the hospital, again. People sometimes wonder why I don't believe in God; it's because I don't think a God would keep punishing one of those kindest, caring, sweetest, loving and compassionate people I've ever known with constant sickness and keep sending her into the hospital. I have to find the time this week to visit her in the hospital. I don't care if I can't go to some fucking meeting because I care a lot more about my Aunt then planning on how to send people to Victoria for a weekend.
I'm just glad I have family and real friends.