Thanks ever so, Temple.
So, got an e-mail about my academic progress and how to check it. The e-mail says a Y is BAD. I expected one Y by my History class. Oh, there was a Y, all right. It was next to Italian, which means Gloria nearly has a panic attack because that's not possible.
Sure, I missed a class and a few homework assignments, but I got a 90 on the last test! So, I freak out a little, then click the Y and find out if it's under the S column, it's okay and means your awesome. THE E-MAIL DID NOT SAY THIS; IT SAID Y'S WERE BAD!!! ;-;
I do not need this right now. I'm in such a mood right now. Like the kind of mood that would lend well to that fic I wrote where Jason killed Tim and Dick and almost decapitated Tim, so Jay could roll the head to Dick. So yeah. Tact, not here. Giving a fuck, not here. Sadism, totally here.
Also, my dad's been calling this week. I told him to fuck off on Monday morning because I was just ugh. I need this extra bit of not fun like I need a hole in the head. You'd think someone with HIV for the past ten years would drop dead already. Obviously not.
Sure, I missed a class and a few homework assignments, but I got a 90 on the last test! So, I freak out a little, then click the Y and find out if it's under the S column, it's okay and means your awesome. THE E-MAIL DID NOT SAY THIS; IT SAID Y'S WERE BAD!!! ;-;
I do not need this right now. I'm in such a mood right now. Like the kind of mood that would lend well to that fic I wrote where Jason killed Tim and Dick and almost decapitated Tim, so Jay could roll the head to Dick. So yeah. Tact, not here. Giving a fuck, not here. Sadism, totally here.
Also, my dad's been calling this week. I told him to fuck off on Monday morning because I was just ugh. I need this extra bit of not fun like I need a hole in the head. You'd think someone with HIV for the past ten years would drop dead already. Obviously not.