This week needs to wrap up...NOW!!!
Well damn! This week is going so slow, and I think I've had a headache everyday. Stress, stress, stress, is there anything that doesn't go hand-in-hand with being a student? So, here's something interesting. I ran into someone that I haven't spoken to, nor seen in about five months. We have had a very strange relationship and, well, somewhat strained. Anyways, I run into her in the elevator of her boyfriends, my friend, apartment building and she looks at me like I have flames comming out of my head and I have a fuckin' pentagram carved into my forehead with an anarchy symbol tatooed on my neck! Fuckin' 'A'! Talk to me! We have shit to sort out! Granted we have had a strained relationship. Granted she looked a little upset (not the "she just broke up" upset, the "I'm gonna kill him" upset). So, it may NOT have been the best time, but don't look at me like I just got finished slaughtering a box full of new born puppies. Oh, well, we'll work our shit out one day and it will all be behind us, happily. But the way she looked at me solidified what is said in my 'info' page. That I am going to hell and that I may, possibly, already be there.