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Valentine's Day is over. And it couldn't have gone by any slower. Why do people feel compelled to tell me about what the hell theyre doing with their boyfriend and girlfriend? Nevermind the fact that no one was around, because they were all...surprise! With their boyfriend or girlfriend. I spent my Valentines Day going to class, then coming home and watching TV, and even going so far as to do a little homework. Yeah.
Wednesday, i was unexpectedly and abruptly approached by a girl whos apparently in my Calculus class. Girl#5 asked me on very short notice to basically tutor her 8:30pm that day in the library. "Because it seemed like I was good at it in class." I agreed to it, exchange name and phone number. What the fuck else do I have to do. So I sit around all day waiting for this to happen. And I finally get to the library at about 8:20. Why? I dunno, maybe I'm excited to spend time with a girl. Anyways, I arrived at the library a little early. Well around 8:26, I receive a text message from her saying she had computer problems so she asked her dad to come over, who is also coincidentally good at calculus, and didnt need to meet with me. Wonderful. Since then, not only have I not even seen her? She hasnt even been to class.
I mean, am I really that bad? Someone tell me what I am doing.
Theres a Girl#6. Study buddies in Chemistry. I only wonder how this will fail.
My parents came down on short notice to my apartment as well. Unlike Girl#5, they did not cancel last minute. They wore out their welcome after about 10 minutes where Mom told me that my furniture was arranged all wrong and I needed to move it. Dad got angry with me as he, like he always does, gives piss-poor directions on how to help him. Then mom threw a fucking FIT because I kept my TV over at The House. I mean, what the hell. I purchased the god damn thing, I think I should have a say in where my TV goes. But no. The TV has now been moved back to my apartment. Everything has been. And it was kinda nice to have a complete apartment. Except that pretty much, my friends are too lazy to come over to hang out with me. They've been hanging out with me because I've been going to THEIR house this whole time. It just coincided. On a sidenote, mom told her stories about how she hated it so much when her parents would come down to her college dorm and get in the way of everything. Do you hear yourself, mom?
I called Best Buy on Saturday. The manager was like ohhh yeah you need to call the corporate office, I put in the request thats all. Oh but theyre closed on weekends. Nrgh, fine. I call them today. I go through the whole routine with them. Well guess what? They never got a request.
I couldnt even reach my old store to yell at them about this.
I might be joining a fraternity. The rush is Thursday. The interview is Friday. Why? Social acceptance.
I havent been getting a lot of sleep lately. I climb into bed on time. But then I stare at the ceiling. Angry, upset, confused...you know. That generic, negative, sleep denying blend. This fact by itself isnt stand-alone because its important, but because it didnt belong anywhere else. The Roller Coaster continues...and now im on a dip.
Wednesday, i was unexpectedly and abruptly approached by a girl whos apparently in my Calculus class. Girl#5 asked me on very short notice to basically tutor her 8:30pm that day in the library. "Because it seemed like I was good at it in class." I agreed to it, exchange name and phone number. What the fuck else do I have to do. So I sit around all day waiting for this to happen. And I finally get to the library at about 8:20. Why? I dunno, maybe I'm excited to spend time with a girl. Anyways, I arrived at the library a little early. Well around 8:26, I receive a text message from her saying she had computer problems so she asked her dad to come over, who is also coincidentally good at calculus, and didnt need to meet with me. Wonderful. Since then, not only have I not even seen her? She hasnt even been to class.
I mean, am I really that bad? Someone tell me what I am doing.
Theres a Girl#6. Study buddies in Chemistry. I only wonder how this will fail.
My parents came down on short notice to my apartment as well. Unlike Girl#5, they did not cancel last minute. They wore out their welcome after about 10 minutes where Mom told me that my furniture was arranged all wrong and I needed to move it. Dad got angry with me as he, like he always does, gives piss-poor directions on how to help him. Then mom threw a fucking FIT because I kept my TV over at The House. I mean, what the hell. I purchased the god damn thing, I think I should have a say in where my TV goes. But no. The TV has now been moved back to my apartment. Everything has been. And it was kinda nice to have a complete apartment. Except that pretty much, my friends are too lazy to come over to hang out with me. They've been hanging out with me because I've been going to THEIR house this whole time. It just coincided. On a sidenote, mom told her stories about how she hated it so much when her parents would come down to her college dorm and get in the way of everything. Do you hear yourself, mom?
I called Best Buy on Saturday. The manager was like ohhh yeah you need to call the corporate office, I put in the request thats all. Oh but theyre closed on weekends. Nrgh, fine. I call them today. I go through the whole routine with them. Well guess what? They never got a request.
I couldnt even reach my old store to yell at them about this.
I might be joining a fraternity. The rush is Thursday. The interview is Friday. Why? Social acceptance.
I havent been getting a lot of sleep lately. I climb into bed on time. But then I stare at the ceiling. Angry, upset, confused...you know. That generic, negative, sleep denying blend. This fact by itself isnt stand-alone because its important, but because it didnt belong anywhere else. The Roller Coaster continues...and now im on a dip.