I'm home ( Read more... )

If one more thing is piled on top of me that has absolutely *anything* to do with stress, I think I may break down ( Read more... )

There are only so many violations of my personal space that I can take before I snap. I'm quickly losing my patience with this and I don't want anyone to get hurt. But FUCK man. Back the fuck off a little, will you? I don't need to see you every day, speak to you every day. For HOURS. And if I don't call, don't fucking assume I DIED. I didn't ( Read more... )

Fuck my RA and her need to come back at 5am and slam all of the fucking doors. Fuck adrenaline and its need to keep me awake. But really, fuck my RA and her need to slam doors.

Hmm...birthday so far has been...ok. Haircut and then a trip to NYC for dinner with the family. Yeah, I'm home. And possibly for longer than previously anticipated if that snowstorm happens.

Garghnhjkil,hg

Fuck whoever it is that made the fire alarm go off at 3:30am this morning/last night. I was quite happily asleep, thank you.

GRRRR

Thank the Powers That Be that I am back in Binghamton.

The two things I value most are freedom and respect. I've got neither. Don't often do.

I wonder if that will ever change?

She was screaming at me for not...what was it? Oh. For not calling the people at school to find out about some meal plan information and to get the receipt from last semester. Yet only moments before this, I sat down and said "I am going to have a snack and then call Binghamton to get all of the information we need ( Read more... )

So, I have found what makes me crankiest. When some asshole sets off the fire alarm. In the middle of the night. While I'm in the shower. When it's cold outside. DAMNIT. I was *freezing*! I was all set to just stay in the shower and ignore the fire alarm when my RA knocked on the door and told me to get out. Yeah, I took the few seconds I needed ( Read more... )