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WHAT THE FUCK?
how am i supposed to get things done when other people are:
a. extremely unreliable
b. extremely inconsiderate
c. really really upsetting me
d. fucking pissing me off
i can't get my project done if people don't email me back. this is not my fault. i do not have time to make phone calls, nor do i have the balls to call people and harass them about my project and the help i need.
this semster is going to hurt me, physically and emotionally. its not like it was before. and i have some people in my life that, whether they know it or not, are really not helping me with anything. at this point, if you aren't going to be a good friend, if you're just going to suck the life out of me, then leave me alone until i get everything done.
when i have my diploma in my hand, i am going to drop to my knees and cry. i am going to roll around with it, get it tattooed on me, take it everywhere i fucking go. at this point, i DESERVE to have it already. the amount of time and stress and blood and sweat and tears that i have put into my education should qualify me for a seven figure salary. the number of pages i've written at this place must total in the hundreds. and there will be a hundred more before i leave here.
if i go out, i'm taking them with me.
how am i supposed to get things done when other people are:
a. extremely unreliable
b. extremely inconsiderate
c. really really upsetting me
d. fucking pissing me off
i can't get my project done if people don't email me back. this is not my fault. i do not have time to make phone calls, nor do i have the balls to call people and harass them about my project and the help i need.
this semster is going to hurt me, physically and emotionally. its not like it was before. and i have some people in my life that, whether they know it or not, are really not helping me with anything. at this point, if you aren't going to be a good friend, if you're just going to suck the life out of me, then leave me alone until i get everything done.
when i have my diploma in my hand, i am going to drop to my knees and cry. i am going to roll around with it, get it tattooed on me, take it everywhere i fucking go. at this point, i DESERVE to have it already. the amount of time and stress and blood and sweat and tears that i have put into my education should qualify me for a seven figure salary. the number of pages i've written at this place must total in the hundreds. and there will be a hundred more before i leave here.
if i go out, i'm taking them with me.