counting at war (
kerpingtack) wrote2010-10-20 06:38 pm
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I hate it when you stay up really late every night for a week and half for no reason and start being late for every class and have to walk around in the rain while you're hungry and you don't know what the good godly fuck is going on in Statistics even though you have a midterm next week AND THEN you realize that your bra has unhooked for the second time that day because you've lost weight only in the breastonomous area. There should be a word for that.
The more I am around people the more I realize that most conversations make me want to kill myself. Working in stacks is terrrrrrrrrrrrible. There's a lot of downtime so people just hang out and talk. I resent feeling antisocial during those moments because there is NO conceivable way to participate in those conversations. "I went shopping on Saturday and this morning I couldn't even decide what to wear, I had sooo many clothes." WHAT THE HELL IS ANYONE SUPPOSED TO SAY TO THAT???? "Wow, that's amazing! How do you have any money left? By the way, I wish I could kick you into a vat of sulfuric acid for making me listen to you talk." My days are boring as shit too, but I don't proudly suck away people's life force by talking about it. Go home and write about it in your blog. ~ta da~
The more I am around people the more I realize that most conversations make me want to kill myself. Working in stacks is terrrrrrrrrrrrible. There's a lot of downtime so people just hang out and talk. I resent feeling antisocial during those moments because there is NO conceivable way to participate in those conversations. "I went shopping on Saturday and this morning I couldn't even decide what to wear, I had sooo many clothes." WHAT THE HELL IS ANYONE SUPPOSED TO SAY TO THAT???? "Wow, that's amazing! How do you have any money left? By the way, I wish I could kick you into a vat of sulfuric acid for making me listen to you talk." My days are boring as shit too, but I don't proudly suck away people's life force by talking about it. Go home and write about it in your blog. ~ta da~