I'm such a DOUCHE
Douche (noun)--A complete brainless moron that does nothing but kill other human beings by wasting oxygen.
-compliments of urbandictionary.com
I can't even begin to say how bad I feel about EVERYTHING. This week fucking SUCKS.
First I got a big slap in the face when Supe told me he was gay because I definately did not see that coming. I have so much to say on this but I really don't want to go into it because it will just make me feel worse and more like an ass. Supe told me he felt guilty about the ordeal but I feel even more guilty because I fucking cried and made him feel worse and I don't know. It's not his fault. I just didn't expect any of this.
Second, I was driving out to Funcheon's yesterday in the early evening and I got hit at a stoplight and now my neck hurts. At least it wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been and the car is pretty fine. There's a few minor injuries it received but it's still quite driveable.
Third, I freaking ate so much bad-for-me foods last night. I'm seriously going to die when I'm 30 because I don't take care of myself. I don't excercise regularly enough and the foods I eat are rarely good-for-me foods. I worry about this all the time but I have difficulty changing.
Fourth, I have this impending doom-cloud weighing me down and hurting my already hurt neck even more by pressing this huge weight on me. I have 3 tests next week and I am not prepared for any of them. I've been doing some homework this week but I am really beginning to doubt myself this semester and I am scared I am going to lose my scholarship. Why do I fail at school? I procrastinate too much and i know that if I don't suck it up and start studying, then next week is going to be a whole lot worse. The problem is that I know these things, I just can't bring myself to get it all done. God I suck at life.
However, on the good side, to recognize that my life really doesnt suck /that/ much:
-I have some of the greatest friends in the world who I wouldnt give up for anything and this week has helped me realize this.
-My legs are silky smooth for once in their lives--me and Jessie waxed! It was pretty intense but not as bad as I thought it would be.
-Although I ate myself retarded at UDF, the ultimate feelings of euphoria surrounding those events were really worth it. However, my lungs might regret the euphoric-ness in a few years down the line.
-My cat loves me and he's sitting on me right now to keep me warm.
-compliments of urbandictionary.com
I can't even begin to say how bad I feel about EVERYTHING. This week fucking SUCKS.
First I got a big slap in the face when Supe told me he was gay because I definately did not see that coming. I have so much to say on this but I really don't want to go into it because it will just make me feel worse and more like an ass. Supe told me he felt guilty about the ordeal but I feel even more guilty because I fucking cried and made him feel worse and I don't know. It's not his fault. I just didn't expect any of this.
Second, I was driving out to Funcheon's yesterday in the early evening and I got hit at a stoplight and now my neck hurts. At least it wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been and the car is pretty fine. There's a few minor injuries it received but it's still quite driveable.
Third, I freaking ate so much bad-for-me foods last night. I'm seriously going to die when I'm 30 because I don't take care of myself. I don't excercise regularly enough and the foods I eat are rarely good-for-me foods. I worry about this all the time but I have difficulty changing.
Fourth, I have this impending doom-cloud weighing me down and hurting my already hurt neck even more by pressing this huge weight on me. I have 3 tests next week and I am not prepared for any of them. I've been doing some homework this week but I am really beginning to doubt myself this semester and I am scared I am going to lose my scholarship. Why do I fail at school? I procrastinate too much and i know that if I don't suck it up and start studying, then next week is going to be a whole lot worse. The problem is that I know these things, I just can't bring myself to get it all done. God I suck at life.
However, on the good side, to recognize that my life really doesnt suck /that/ much:
-I have some of the greatest friends in the world who I wouldnt give up for anything and this week has helped me realize this.
-My legs are silky smooth for once in their lives--me and Jessie waxed! It was pretty intense but not as bad as I thought it would be.
-Although I ate myself retarded at UDF, the ultimate feelings of euphoria surrounding those events were really worth it. However, my lungs might regret the euphoric-ness in a few years down the line.
-My cat loves me and he's sitting on me right now to keep me warm.