three-hundred & seventy-five.
Here's the thing about passive aggression and non-confrontational people: they don't mix. Sure, they can be one in the same, and I admit I'm passive aggressive myself. Having people be passive aggressive at me? Yeah, that doesn't work, sorry. If you want me to come to YOU by being PA at me and saying shit-all to me about what the problem is, well, I don't know what you're expecting to get from a non-confrontational person. The logic is failing, and you're only making the situation much more difficult.
I hate fighting. I hate worrying. I hate worrying about fights, but most of all, I hate worrying about fights when it's my fucking finals week. I don't need this shit, and people need to stop making my life ass when I don't need the extra stress because I've already cried this week about school. If anybody gives me a panic attack, I swear to fucking god--
The last fuck I give just threw up its hands and walked out the door.