Please don't hate me for this

Oct 09, 2010 23:07

Just so you know upfront, these days I'm kind of in a very crappy mood, so if I say something that offends you in any way, I'm sorry. I still love you. (it's just a bad day... week.)

+ So yeah, I'm angry at a lot of things lately, mostly at myself I think (*schrink time*)...
└ My mom drives me nuts. I can't stand living there anymore. Everything that she does or says annoys me more than it should. Because come on, it's basically NOTHING, it's stupid, it shouldn't make me want to punch her that way...
└ I hate myself for being so stupid and getting in such moods. This past couple of weeks I've been blaming myself for not being able to make time to do my homework, or even for not being able to just do them because I'm so stupid.
└ I'm pissed because I know that what I'm saying will bring some comments that I don't particularly want to read.
└ I can't go to the movies, and I still have like 10 movies to watch in october. I know it's stupid, but going to the movies is my thing. It's not like I have a dozen hobbies or whaterver. To enjoy myself, I go to the movies. It's what I do. And knowing that I can't go because of all these damn classes and homework, it makes me mad.
└ Yeah WE KNOW, John Lennon would have turned 70 today. It's all tragic and stuff. Get over it and don't spam me!! I left you alone on Michael Jackson's birthday.
└ I'm really loonking forward to Harry Potter 7 in theaters, but I don't think I will be able to stand anymore of this Ron/Hermione shit. I like them ok, I don't particularly ship them, I don't ship anyone in those books. R/Hr is all I can see on my Tumblr dash, and it's starting to really get on my nerves.
└ Like this Castle Tumblr which posts pictures from episodes that haven't even aired yet. COME ON!!
└ I hate my literature class. I can't follow. There's just too many information and I can't process them; I don't even see how they might be relevant. I'm so going to fail this class. And I MUST NOT IF I WANT TO HAVE A SHOT AT GOING ABROAD NEXT YEAR.

+ There's just too many things on my mind, I feel like my head's gonna explode at some point. I think too much. It's gonna be the death of me.

Someone please knock me on the head and wake me up in June.
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