Panic Attack!!!
I can't breathe. My life sucks it does--it's true. It is true. Maryland for their Ph.D. program requires a 3.7--let's just say that I do not have a 3.7 in my master's program. I'm not sure what i'm going to do. I can't breathe. There are other programs it's true--but the idea of it all has set me in a tizzy. I have 4 classes this fall, i'm gonna try to work 3 jobs, my mother wants me to take a gre prep class, i have to apply to the actual colleges, get references, all that jazz. Oh my god, oh my god...
Scott still hasn't e-mailed me and believe me I'd like to e-mail him about this because when he actually talks to me he's very calming he is. And my life just sucks. It does. They changed my medication, now I might not be able to get my Ph.D.
I did e-mail TC but he won't e-mail me back. Every so often I have to try though.
And then the stupid guy from work--was a complete ass today. NO THIS time he didn't touch me because otherwise he would be dead and I would be on the phone freaking out to Scott. NO NO he just mouthed off at me so I get to stare contemplating the fact that my life sucks and i can't even talk to the guy who somehow became my best friend. He basically started shit again--he was yapping about how slow we were (computer NOT US) and the ass was late--so I mean really back off. So then he started in, well I don't want this to be like King's Dominion and then he kept running his mouth. SO I told him "Don't even start" and then he was like "well I'll dye your hair a color" and I asked him if he'd like to use the computer.
SO BLEHHHHHH I SAY BLEEEEHHHHHHK.
Scott still hasn't e-mailed me and believe me I'd like to e-mail him about this because when he actually talks to me he's very calming he is. And my life just sucks. It does. They changed my medication, now I might not be able to get my Ph.D.
I did e-mail TC but he won't e-mail me back. Every so often I have to try though.
And then the stupid guy from work--was a complete ass today. NO THIS time he didn't touch me because otherwise he would be dead and I would be on the phone freaking out to Scott. NO NO he just mouthed off at me so I get to stare contemplating the fact that my life sucks and i can't even talk to the guy who somehow became my best friend. He basically started shit again--he was yapping about how slow we were (computer NOT US) and the ass was late--so I mean really back off. So then he started in, well I don't want this to be like King's Dominion and then he kept running his mouth. SO I told him "Don't even start" and then he was like "well I'll dye your hair a color" and I asked him if he'd like to use the computer.
SO BLEHHHHHH I SAY BLEEEEHHHHHHK.