*scream*
I am SO tired of being in a crabby mood.
Strike that, I am so tired of being crabby towards my boyfriend.
All week I have had various orientations for school--some with students, all with colleagues and it's been a long week trying to store and process a lot of new information and all the while I am battling some untimely allergy attacks. I've popped more Vitamin C this week than I have in my entire 23 years of living and today I am finally somewhat better. Of course today, after I race to get from Bayonne to Parsippany in an hour with time to spare in order to get fingerprinted for the state, a minor mistake at the hands of my employers made me have to trek home and schedule a new appointment (and of course, pay another fee). I'm more annoyed that I wish I had picked up on the mistake myself not to mention, it would have been nice to check off one more thing on my to-do list. Instead, I now cannot get my prints done until the end of the second week of classes--so I'm sure by then I will be a royal mess of a person.
For some reason, I seem to only be taking this out on Ed...which I of course do not see, but again, I am the stubborn girlfriend. I just wish he would try to understand and fucking empathize a bit more with where I'm coming from. This should be CAKE to him since he is also going to through the same things as me...but I guess he's perfect and doesn't get as overwhelmed as I do. *AAAAAAAAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
I just hung up the phone and I'm a tad annoyed...just a tad. I have school policies and mission statements and naked bulletin boards in Room 312 spinning around my head...it's time for a strong drink and a nap.
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Strike that, I am so tired of being crabby towards my boyfriend.
All week I have had various orientations for school--some with students, all with colleagues and it's been a long week trying to store and process a lot of new information and all the while I am battling some untimely allergy attacks. I've popped more Vitamin C this week than I have in my entire 23 years of living and today I am finally somewhat better. Of course today, after I race to get from Bayonne to Parsippany in an hour with time to spare in order to get fingerprinted for the state, a minor mistake at the hands of my employers made me have to trek home and schedule a new appointment (and of course, pay another fee). I'm more annoyed that I wish I had picked up on the mistake myself not to mention, it would have been nice to check off one more thing on my to-do list. Instead, I now cannot get my prints done until the end of the second week of classes--so I'm sure by then I will be a royal mess of a person.
For some reason, I seem to only be taking this out on Ed...which I of course do not see, but again, I am the stubborn girlfriend. I just wish he would try to understand and fucking empathize a bit more with where I'm coming from. This should be CAKE to him since he is also going to through the same things as me...but I guess he's perfect and doesn't get as overwhelmed as I do. *AAAAAAAAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
I just hung up the phone and I'm a tad annoyed...just a tad. I have school policies and mission statements and naked bulletin boards in Room 312 spinning around my head...it's time for a strong drink and a nap.
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