rant
Can I say how much I hate exam week? Particularly this one?
Stress levels are high and I'm fucking tired of it. I really am. I've always had a particularly bad temper, but today... oh to-fucking-day takes the cake and right now, I have particularly short fuse. I feel like I always need to have this happy persona around my friends here and it's just... incredibly irritating to keep it up on some days.
Like, my bio exam is tomorrow. I feel like I know jack shit, I feel like shit, I'm still sick, and every time I eat something that's remotely chilly, I have the urge to throw everything I ate up.
I hate when people are in denial and refuse to take advice and open their eyes and when they're petty over something ridiculously stupid. I hate school at the moment. I hate grades. They're meaningless. What do they have to do with the real world? Hey look, you can tell a noun from a verb; hey, you know what five times the derivative of cos x squared divided by the square root of pi.
Congratu-fucking-lations. Want a fucking cookie?
I hate feeling helpless. I hate feeling stupid. I want this bio exam to be over and I need to do well on it. Fucking GPA. Fucking scholarship. Fucking money problems.
FUCK FUCKING FUCKIDY FUCK FUCK.
Oh, I also hate feeling like a hypocrite.
*points to paragraph above*
I want to hit something, preferably certain people who will remain nameless, so it will knock some fucking sense into them.
I want to go home. I want to be around real men, instead of little boys. I want to be near family. I feel like I should get trashed and right now, it sounds like a good idea, even though it really isn't. Just... fuck it all.
Stress levels are high and I'm fucking tired of it. I really am. I've always had a particularly bad temper, but today... oh to-fucking-day takes the cake and right now, I have particularly short fuse. I feel like I always need to have this happy persona around my friends here and it's just... incredibly irritating to keep it up on some days.
Like, my bio exam is tomorrow. I feel like I know jack shit, I feel like shit, I'm still sick, and every time I eat something that's remotely chilly, I have the urge to throw everything I ate up.
I hate when people are in denial and refuse to take advice and open their eyes and when they're petty over something ridiculously stupid. I hate school at the moment. I hate grades. They're meaningless. What do they have to do with the real world? Hey look, you can tell a noun from a verb; hey, you know what five times the derivative of cos x squared divided by the square root of pi.
Congratu-fucking-lations. Want a fucking cookie?
I hate feeling helpless. I hate feeling stupid. I want this bio exam to be over and I need to do well on it. Fucking GPA. Fucking scholarship. Fucking money problems.
FUCK FUCKING FUCKIDY FUCK FUCK.
Oh, I also hate feeling like a hypocrite.
*points to paragraph above*
I want to hit something, preferably certain people who will remain nameless, so it will knock some fucking sense into them.
I want to go home. I want to be around real men, instead of little boys. I want to be near family. I feel like I should get trashed and right now, it sounds like a good idea, even though it really isn't. Just... fuck it all.