I hate my stupid fucking body
Ugh, today is a good opportunity to go and enroll myself for uni classes, unfortunately my body doesn't have the same ideas I have.
When I got up I was sick, got into the shower, still sick, got dressed, ditto, worshipped the porcelain god, felt way better.
So I was like lalala, went downstairs, fixed myself breakfast. Halfway through breakfast: got sick again. I ate like four bites of yoghurt and I just couldn't get more in. Went upstairs, brushed teeth, got sick.
It's like every time I get up, my stomach is like "no no no you're not gonna do this! Lie down! Lie down!", and I really want to get all this enrolling shit over with, because I have no freaking idea what classes I'm supposed to enroll for, whether there are classes I HAVE to take, HOW to enroll... and the worst thing is that no one I talk to, students or people at the student help desk, has ANY idea how to enroll and whether there are mandatory classes and shit.
Stupid life. I fucking hate you right now. Go die in a hole, self.
When I got up I was sick, got into the shower, still sick, got dressed, ditto, worshipped the porcelain god, felt way better.
So I was like lalala, went downstairs, fixed myself breakfast. Halfway through breakfast: got sick again. I ate like four bites of yoghurt and I just couldn't get more in. Went upstairs, brushed teeth, got sick.
It's like every time I get up, my stomach is like "no no no you're not gonna do this! Lie down! Lie down!", and I really want to get all this enrolling shit over with, because I have no freaking idea what classes I'm supposed to enroll for, whether there are classes I HAVE to take, HOW to enroll... and the worst thing is that no one I talk to, students or people at the student help desk, has ANY idea how to enroll and whether there are mandatory classes and shit.
Stupid life. I fucking hate you right now. Go die in a hole, self.