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Hsue54: when putting hebrew on your away message PLEASE put a translation...shiksas like me feel quite left out
Auto response from achaps11: zeh lo tov. hayom rah m'od!
on a lighter note, i almost got killed today. no jokes. i have had a horrible day. because 5 minutes after leaving my all-safe house, i was approximately half of one second away from being killed.
i was crossing 24th street at guadalupe. the white walking man on the crossing light was on, NOT the orange hand telling me to stop. i stepped off the curb and from NO WHERE this biker dude ZOOMED past me, and BRUSHED me. like, we touched, for sure. he was coming down the hill at 24th and whitis on campus, going at least 30 mph FOR SURE, and RAN the red light across guadalupe, almost killing me.
so as i stood in the middle of the street at a stand-still holding my chest because i thought my heart was going to jump out of my chest because i was SO FUCKING SCARED TO DEATH, about 30 people who saw it happen were just STARING at me. like it was my fault or something, i don't know. i didn't know what to do, so i finally finished crossing 24th street...and still in shock from this, i started to cry.
and i didn't stop until i was almost at class. i felt like a damn idiot walking on campus, crying. who does that? i've never seen that before. because NO ONE DOES THAT. however, i did it today. FUCK i was so scared, and this anxiety attack was not helping.
then i get to class (3 minutes late) and open the door, to see an EMPTY classroom. FUCK ME i forgot today we were meeting in jester to watch a movie. so i started crying again.
and i showed up to class about 7 minutes late, looking like an idiot, because obviously NO ONE ELSE forgot about meeting in jester today. and in the past, i haven't forgotten. but today was the goddamn day from hell.
AND THEN i had to take a hebrew quiz. and of course i was still so shaken that i almost couldn't write; my hands were still shaking a little. but i got through it and thank god we get to drop our lowest quiz grade.
i mean, i am not kidding. i would never wish that kind of experience upon ANYONE, because hol y SHIT
if i had stepped off of the curb to cross the street half a second before i did, he would have HIT me. and i have a headache thinking about that
Auto response from achaps11: zeh lo tov. hayom rah m'od!
on a lighter note, i almost got killed today. no jokes. i have had a horrible day. because 5 minutes after leaving my all-safe house, i was approximately half of one second away from being killed.
i was crossing 24th street at guadalupe. the white walking man on the crossing light was on, NOT the orange hand telling me to stop. i stepped off the curb and from NO WHERE this biker dude ZOOMED past me, and BRUSHED me. like, we touched, for sure. he was coming down the hill at 24th and whitis on campus, going at least 30 mph FOR SURE, and RAN the red light across guadalupe, almost killing me.
so as i stood in the middle of the street at a stand-still holding my chest because i thought my heart was going to jump out of my chest because i was SO FUCKING SCARED TO DEATH, about 30 people who saw it happen were just STARING at me. like it was my fault or something, i don't know. i didn't know what to do, so i finally finished crossing 24th street...and still in shock from this, i started to cry.
and i didn't stop until i was almost at class. i felt like a damn idiot walking on campus, crying. who does that? i've never seen that before. because NO ONE DOES THAT. however, i did it today. FUCK i was so scared, and this anxiety attack was not helping.
then i get to class (3 minutes late) and open the door, to see an EMPTY classroom. FUCK ME i forgot today we were meeting in jester to watch a movie. so i started crying again.
and i showed up to class about 7 minutes late, looking like an idiot, because obviously NO ONE ELSE forgot about meeting in jester today. and in the past, i haven't forgotten. but today was the goddamn day from hell.
AND THEN i had to take a hebrew quiz. and of course i was still so shaken that i almost couldn't write; my hands were still shaking a little. but i got through it and thank god we get to drop our lowest quiz grade.
i mean, i am not kidding. i would never wish that kind of experience upon ANYONE, because hol y SHIT
if i had stepped off of the curb to cross the street half a second before i did, he would have HIT me. and i have a headache thinking about that