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nirix5Sorry, Bree, I know that's not going to help with the breaking the habit of swearing thing.
But Christ almighty. I have the computer reserved for three o'clock, not you, and when the minute hand hits that 12, then you move your dumb, Confederate-flag bandana searching redneck ass the fuck off my terminal. Because that's fucking common courtesy. Don't make me wait twenty minutes and change my reservation out of sheer desperation, because NO, I CAN'T 'just go find another computer' because the librarians get all up in my shit about it. Okay? So FUCK OFF.
All right. I feel better now.
I left school early today, because Kelsey is sick with strep throat and I didn't want to leave her home by herself until 5:30. That's when Mom and Dad are supposed to get back from New York, but you never know with them and their travel schedules. The upshot is, I walked out in the middle of chemistry class to catch the bus that would get me home by noon.
I am so freaked about walking out on chemistry class. I've never done that before.
However, I'm pretty sure that's what the etiquette is if you have to leave in the middle of a lecture. At least, that's what I've seen other people do. Just pick up your stuff and leave as quietly and unobtrusively as you can. I'll probably go apologize during his office hours tomorrow, if I can squeeze it in. Which I probably won't be able to, with lab and all tomorrow morning. Ugh. But I really, really didn't want to be all the way up at OCC with Tess by herself. I skipped English, too, but that's not as big of a deal.
Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. Dr. Leo looked at me funny when I walked out (not that I blame him, hello? It was random, like I took exception to how light is a wave and a particle or something) and I'm totally freaked about it.
BUT I'VE SEEN OTHER PEOPLE DO IT!!!!!!
... Yes. Yes, I would jump off the Bridge.
I am so totally on edge and I have no idea why. This is driving me out of my mind. It's not just the leaving class thing- that'll blow over, one way or another. I'm jumpy and jittery and can't focus on anything. I feel like I'm going to throw up more or less constantly and I've been grinding my teeth- AGAIN. I was doing it while I was reading magazines before and waiting for the computer. This sucks. This so, so sucks.
I find Cinephile very soothing. Too bad I can't take it home with me. Stupid fucking computers. I hate all of my music, I'm sick of it, I need to change everything in my life around right now. Maybe I'll go home and rearrange my furniture. Then I'll study.
...
When the hell did I turn into a hyperventilating, obsessive-compulsive, strung-out freak? Why was there no memo in my inbox about this?
But Christ almighty. I have the computer reserved for three o'clock, not you, and when the minute hand hits that 12, then you move your dumb, Confederate-flag bandana searching redneck ass the fuck off my terminal. Because that's fucking common courtesy. Don't make me wait twenty minutes and change my reservation out of sheer desperation, because NO, I CAN'T 'just go find another computer' because the librarians get all up in my shit about it. Okay? So FUCK OFF.
All right. I feel better now.
I left school early today, because Kelsey is sick with strep throat and I didn't want to leave her home by herself until 5:30. That's when Mom and Dad are supposed to get back from New York, but you never know with them and their travel schedules. The upshot is, I walked out in the middle of chemistry class to catch the bus that would get me home by noon.
I am so freaked about walking out on chemistry class. I've never done that before.
However, I'm pretty sure that's what the etiquette is if you have to leave in the middle of a lecture. At least, that's what I've seen other people do. Just pick up your stuff and leave as quietly and unobtrusively as you can. I'll probably go apologize during his office hours tomorrow, if I can squeeze it in. Which I probably won't be able to, with lab and all tomorrow morning. Ugh. But I really, really didn't want to be all the way up at OCC with Tess by herself. I skipped English, too, but that's not as big of a deal.
Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. Dr. Leo looked at me funny when I walked out (not that I blame him, hello? It was random, like I took exception to how light is a wave and a particle or something) and I'm totally freaked about it.
BUT I'VE SEEN OTHER PEOPLE DO IT!!!!!!
... Yes. Yes, I would jump off the Bridge.
I am so totally on edge and I have no idea why. This is driving me out of my mind. It's not just the leaving class thing- that'll blow over, one way or another. I'm jumpy and jittery and can't focus on anything. I feel like I'm going to throw up more or less constantly and I've been grinding my teeth- AGAIN. I was doing it while I was reading magazines before and waiting for the computer. This sucks. This so, so sucks.
I find Cinephile very soothing. Too bad I can't take it home with me. Stupid fucking computers. I hate all of my music, I'm sick of it, I need to change everything in my life around right now. Maybe I'll go home and rearrange my furniture. Then I'll study.
...
When the hell did I turn into a hyperventilating, obsessive-compulsive, strung-out freak? Why was there no memo in my inbox about this?
