*scream*
Dear Tuesday,
Please stop sucking so much. It's really starting to piss me off.
Thanks,
Lauren.
Dear CTA,
Why do you feel it's a great idea to have the most delays, most construction workers present, and the most "not in service" trains running during rush hour. I understand you're constructifying the Brown line and delays are to be expected. Why did it take me over 40 minutes to go 6 stops this morning? Do you secretly hate me, CTA? Perhaps non-peak hours would be the best time to do construction, make delays, put more crews on the tracks, and run those "not in service" trains you've come to love so much.
Thanks,
Lauren.
P.S. I fucking hate you.
Dear Annoying Bitch That Sits Next To Me in BIO224,
I fucking hate you. Stop talking. Stop giggling with your boyfriend as you write things on each others' notes. Stop taking off your cunting shoes or I will beat you to death with them. Wear flip flops if your feet need to breathe. It is winter, deal with it, feet belong in shoes. I don't want to see your ugly ass feet. And for the record mid-calf length boots with black muppet hair on them are NOT good shoes. It looked like you lobbed of a yeti's feet and decided to hollow 'em out and jam your own damned feet into them. If you went to all that trouble, please keep your stank feet IN the shoes. By the end of the quarter, I think I am going to throw my RedEye at you and tell you I hate you.
Thanks,
Lauren.
P.S. I really do fucking hate you.
If you couldn't tell from my awesome letters I'm having a bad day. A bad week. Full of stress and then because of that stress, little things start to get to me. I was pissed because when I came home to take the dog out, the landlord was here. I couldn't take the dog out and he just looked at me with the saddest eyes that asked "Mama, why can't I go out? I have to pee. Did I do wrong?" and that killed me. The CTA is taking every step possible to make Brown line transit inconvenient and aggravating. Starbucks coffee today was worse than usual, it was BAD. The people in my Ireland 1800-2000 class never stop whispering. I can hear them the whole class. They whisper after I contribute and it's starting to piss me off. If you have a problem that I keep contributing, raise your lame ass hand and take the initiative to get your OWN participation points. Poor Lizz is full of sick this week and probably isn't coming to work Weds or Thurs. I don't have time Thurs to come in extra to get calls and I don't think I have extra time on Friday either. So I hope work doesn't expect me to pick up the slack. I will get my stuff done, because that's my job. Any more than that, fuck off. That's not a dig on Lizz, people get sick, especially this time of year, and they gotta get better. So...get better Lizz Sicky McSick Pants! And there's the ever AWESOME joy of my mum. She refused to go to the doctor on Friday and all weekend. We don't know what to do with her. I don't think my dad understands when she's on her drug binge she doesn't understand the shit she's saying and he's taking it as she's got a fucking brutal personality and she's doing it all on purpose. Which that attitude isn't going to help her or me. I'm not excusing her behavior, I'm just understanding it. She's been doing this for years and I think he's just written her off as being a crazy bitch, not a drug addict. I don't want to deal with his shitty attitude over all this anymore and I wish I didn't tell him what was going on. When he's been drinking it gets worse. Which is nice. I really do like having and alcoholic father and a drug addicted mum. At least I'm not in the house with the both of them anymore. Over 10/11 years of that was enough, thanks. Stupid Tuesday. This week better get better or I swear I'm going to snap on someone and it won't be pretty. No one undeserving, that is. If you're nice, or even just decent sometimes to me, it won't get under my stressed skin. But if you're going to fuck with me, it would see this week is not the time to do it. /end rant/ramble
Please stop sucking so much. It's really starting to piss me off.
Thanks,
Lauren.
Dear CTA,
Why do you feel it's a great idea to have the most delays, most construction workers present, and the most "not in service" trains running during rush hour. I understand you're constructifying the Brown line and delays are to be expected. Why did it take me over 40 minutes to go 6 stops this morning? Do you secretly hate me, CTA? Perhaps non-peak hours would be the best time to do construction, make delays, put more crews on the tracks, and run those "not in service" trains you've come to love so much.
Thanks,
Lauren.
P.S. I fucking hate you.
Dear Annoying Bitch That Sits Next To Me in BIO224,
I fucking hate you. Stop talking. Stop giggling with your boyfriend as you write things on each others' notes. Stop taking off your cunting shoes or I will beat you to death with them. Wear flip flops if your feet need to breathe. It is winter, deal with it, feet belong in shoes. I don't want to see your ugly ass feet. And for the record mid-calf length boots with black muppet hair on them are NOT good shoes. It looked like you lobbed of a yeti's feet and decided to hollow 'em out and jam your own damned feet into them. If you went to all that trouble, please keep your stank feet IN the shoes. By the end of the quarter, I think I am going to throw my RedEye at you and tell you I hate you.
Thanks,
Lauren.
P.S. I really do fucking hate you.
If you couldn't tell from my awesome letters I'm having a bad day. A bad week. Full of stress and then because of that stress, little things start to get to me. I was pissed because when I came home to take the dog out, the landlord was here. I couldn't take the dog out and he just looked at me with the saddest eyes that asked "Mama, why can't I go out? I have to pee. Did I do wrong?" and that killed me. The CTA is taking every step possible to make Brown line transit inconvenient and aggravating. Starbucks coffee today was worse than usual, it was BAD. The people in my Ireland 1800-2000 class never stop whispering. I can hear them the whole class. They whisper after I contribute and it's starting to piss me off. If you have a problem that I keep contributing, raise your lame ass hand and take the initiative to get your OWN participation points. Poor Lizz is full of sick this week and probably isn't coming to work Weds or Thurs. I don't have time Thurs to come in extra to get calls and I don't think I have extra time on Friday either. So I hope work doesn't expect me to pick up the slack. I will get my stuff done, because that's my job. Any more than that, fuck off. That's not a dig on Lizz, people get sick, especially this time of year, and they gotta get better. So...get better Lizz Sicky McSick Pants! And there's the ever AWESOME joy of my mum. She refused to go to the doctor on Friday and all weekend. We don't know what to do with her. I don't think my dad understands when she's on her drug binge she doesn't understand the shit she's saying and he's taking it as she's got a fucking brutal personality and she's doing it all on purpose. Which that attitude isn't going to help her or me. I'm not excusing her behavior, I'm just understanding it. She's been doing this for years and I think he's just written her off as being a crazy bitch, not a drug addict. I don't want to deal with his shitty attitude over all this anymore and I wish I didn't tell him what was going on. When he's been drinking it gets worse. Which is nice. I really do like having and alcoholic father and a drug addicted mum. At least I'm not in the house with the both of them anymore. Over 10/11 years of that was enough, thanks. Stupid Tuesday. This week better get better or I swear I'm going to snap on someone and it won't be pretty. No one undeserving, that is. If you're nice, or even just decent sometimes to me, it won't get under my stressed skin. But if you're going to fuck with me, it would see this week is not the time to do it. /end rant/ramble