Oct 27, 2002 19:14
blah, blah; frick'n blah, goo#%&& makes me scream!
I really really really dislike this stupid landlady, and, yes, she really is stupid. Just a few minutes ago she came into my room and asked what I was doing. I told her I was checking my email, and she asks "so is that talking to people?" So I say: "no - it's like the mail you get from the post office, except it's over the internet. I need to check it to make sure I don't have messages from my professors." She proceeds to read the titles from my emails off the screen. I want to say:"What the FUCK are you doing?!", but I realize it's no use - she doesn't understand the concept or something. It's hard living with people that just don't understand! After this incident she proceeds to go to the living room and scream at the Giants for losing the World Series. What a nutcase!
"How time flies when compassion dies!"
I've learned a lot this year - the hard way - not getting compassion from the being I wanted compassion from the most. And the time past me as I was hiding in a corner, drowning in tar. Will I get what I want for Christmas this year? - That has yet to be determined. (my face is scrunched up in anger as I write this entry). Will I remain in exile from a place that for one FUCKING time in my FUCKING life brought me happiness? And last year this time I was still in my dorm room on Third East - how things change. Will I find my song or will I remain in the dark?
"Will I loose my dignity? Will someone care?" - questions I still have. I know I'm close, but will I overcome the activation energy needed to get to the other side of this reaction? Will I? Will I? Will I? Somebody fucking tell me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Blah, blah, frick'n blah!