Oh dear... What a mess.

Poor boy...

I'm probably over-reacting, but when you don't say "please" and "thank you", that's considered rude.

So my annoyance with him is not entirely misplaced... He had better redeem himself later, and I had better bite my tongue hard...

edit, later: You are fucking kidding me.... He's driving me to his class which I'll be teaching for him so he can go and ( Read more... )

It also doesn't help that when I'm sitting on a bench in tears, looking up at him and asking him one question that can either kill me or heal me, he can't even answer it ( Read more... )

I hate her so fucking much right now.

How dare she speak to him like that?

This has got to stop...

So, I left my final exam fifteen minutes early, having largely written shit about books I've barely read. Hurrah! Who cares? Certainly not me ( Read more... )

So, it would seem that small children can make me feel shit about myself ( Read more... )

Birthday today. 22 years of eating, drinking, sleeping and other standard bodily functions. After 22 years of life in general, the old body is feeling a bit battered and in need of some love and affection. Still, it's only four weeks until I've finished uni forever, and after then, it's off to the physio, the chiropractor and the massage place with ( Read more... )

The girls weren't home last night and are busy at the hospitals today. So last night and this morning, I've had the house to myself. And I love it ( Read more... )

Womb.
From.
HELL.

What the fuck am I going to eat today? And why do I not have any money?!

Dissertations still haven't been done... FUCKFUCKFUCK.

Five weeks. I am in Trouble.

I want a hug.

What the hell?! March, a snow storm AND sunshine?

Seriously... This is surreal, looking out of my window at big snow flakes blowing around, and blue skies and sunshine...

What. The. FUCK?