Pfft. My boyfriend doesn't answer his cell phone >_
So, I decided to go to a frat party... Thursday night. 2 cups of Hunch Punch... Steph was down for the count. GOD. Girls here are fucking prudes. Maybe, I'm just slutty. But, I was dressed a halter top, dark jeans, and 6" heels... man I just wanted to dance.. they all congregated in clumps of bitches with their leggings and UGGS. Seriously, who wears that to a party? I don't care who you are leggings+ UGG boots= ugly. So... THEY UGLY HOES. Anti-social bitches who looked at me like I was a freak. By the way, they were fat. Ew. I do remember a brother trying to hit ("Oh, you're so beautiful.. what are you doing all alone?") on me and invited me to his room, and I gave him the middle finger and said "Go fuck yourself." That went over well. My boyfriend had to basically carry me from his frat house to his dorm... and when I woke up I was slung over a chair. Apparently I was screaming obscene things at his roommate and kept calling a girl in the room a fucking skank. I do not remember this, but apparently it happened. Oh... am I a light weight and mean.
I bought some Maryland Gear. I'm a child's medium, so I save a shitload of money on shirts and sweatshirts.
I got pissed at two of my classes this week. The first I don't really remember why, but it was offensive.. oh, now I remember fat bitch in adolescent violence was like "girls who get raped are stupid... they should report it immediately." I wanted her to die. Ignorant asshole. Go get raped yourself and see how it feels. Spend years in therapy trying to straighten yourself out.
Oh, and the second was today. About bi-polar disorder... idiot retard frat bro-ski basically dismissed anyone who was bi-polar and said they should just be sent to the looney bin. They pollute our work places, and are emotionally unstable. Then I got all heated up and said "Hey, you know a great percentage of CEOs have bi-polar disorder, because they have the coping mechanisms that other 'normal' people lack." I hate Industrial-Organizational Psychology. Like, you'd think that if you're a psych major you'd be a little more understanding toward mental disorders... Like last semester everyone in my social psych class was laughing at a movie of an anorexic girl looking at herself in a mirror and commenting "she is so stupid" "what's wrong with her?", this video actually: Yeah, this is what I look like in the mirror.. it sucks. I can't change it. I don't see ribs. Fuck ignorant assholes.
I bought some Maryland Gear. I'm a child's medium, so I save a shitload of money on shirts and sweatshirts.
I got pissed at two of my classes this week. The first I don't really remember why, but it was offensive.. oh, now I remember fat bitch in adolescent violence was like "girls who get raped are stupid... they should report it immediately." I wanted her to die. Ignorant asshole. Go get raped yourself and see how it feels. Spend years in therapy trying to straighten yourself out.
Oh, and the second was today. About bi-polar disorder... idiot retard frat bro-ski basically dismissed anyone who was bi-polar and said they should just be sent to the looney bin. They pollute our work places, and are emotionally unstable. Then I got all heated up and said "Hey, you know a great percentage of CEOs have bi-polar disorder, because they have the coping mechanisms that other 'normal' people lack." I hate Industrial-Organizational Psychology. Like, you'd think that if you're a psych major you'd be a little more understanding toward mental disorders... Like last semester everyone in my social psych class was laughing at a movie of an anorexic girl looking at herself in a mirror and commenting "she is so stupid" "what's wrong with her?", this video actually: Yeah, this is what I look like in the mirror.. it sucks. I can't change it. I don't see ribs. Fuck ignorant assholes.
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