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I have no motivation.
For the last two days, I can't even be bothered to go to my classes as I am so impossibly behind in Social 30. I stay home with a promise to force myself to catch up on all of the missing assignments but I find myself too lethargic to rip myself off my tacky floral pattern couch and stop watching those wonderful day time sitcoms.
I know I should, but I do not.
I have two weeks of classes left I have 3 classes and I am failing, well 3 classes. It is really not fair, I have the desire, I have the intelligence, I am just a lazy procrastinating loser who couldn't tell motivation from an elephant.
I want to graduate, but I know I won't. So I want to get my diploma next year, the problem is, this year just seems sooo fucking pointless.
Dating is another pointless exercise I can't seem to motivate myself about.
I've been doing it for 7 months now and I am over it.
Like really, I want him to get rich so he can support me and just get fucking married. I don't like dating. I may have to become a mail order bride, because I pretty much retire from the dating scene after Peter and I break up. I only want marriage. I only want that, for very very shallow and lazy reasons, hardly for love.
Meanwhile I worked for a bunch of racist flamers who replaced my shifts with a person from whatever foreign country they are from, who was just hired, because well I'm a whitey. Oh good another person who can't speak english,in a coffee shop that gets a like an 80% English speaking only customers.
If you ever get a coffee and your server keeps saying "sor-ee--y how do you say... can you say... that again how do you say?" You are getting coffee at my old work.EfffzUTimothys.
BUT ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THINGS.
11 DAISIES TILL SANTA BABY.
For the last two days, I can't even be bothered to go to my classes as I am so impossibly behind in Social 30. I stay home with a promise to force myself to catch up on all of the missing assignments but I find myself too lethargic to rip myself off my tacky floral pattern couch and stop watching those wonderful day time sitcoms.
I know I should, but I do not.
I have two weeks of classes left I have 3 classes and I am failing, well 3 classes. It is really not fair, I have the desire, I have the intelligence, I am just a lazy procrastinating loser who couldn't tell motivation from an elephant.
I want to graduate, but I know I won't. So I want to get my diploma next year, the problem is, this year just seems sooo fucking pointless.
Dating is another pointless exercise I can't seem to motivate myself about.
I've been doing it for 7 months now and I am over it.
Like really, I want him to get rich so he can support me and just get fucking married. I don't like dating. I may have to become a mail order bride, because I pretty much retire from the dating scene after Peter and I break up. I only want marriage. I only want that, for very very shallow and lazy reasons, hardly for love.
Meanwhile I worked for a bunch of racist flamers who replaced my shifts with a person from whatever foreign country they are from, who was just hired, because well I'm a whitey. Oh good another person who can't speak english,in a coffee shop that gets a like an 80% English speaking only customers.
If you ever get a coffee and your server keeps saying "sor-ee--y how do you say... can you say... that again how do you say?" You are getting coffee at my old work.EfffzUTimothys.
BUT ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THINGS.
11 DAISIES TILL SANTA BABY.