| "but really, it's not my fault. you couldn't live in my house unless you understood sarcasm
and enjoyed wrestling with my dad
which wasn't so much wrestling as it was crying and begging to be let loose"
tell me why i say things like that when i'm a bit nervous. |
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| i think that next semester, i will make it my personal goal to not form any kind of relationship at all with my residents. i'll just be the girl in room 209 that you will go to when you need a vacuum cleaner, or your locked yourself out, or your roommate locked you out (on purpose). i'm getting to the point where, i fall in love (not literally, b/c i never really knew what that word meant; but i frequent infatuation quite a bit) with these ppl. i was gonna say kids, cuz i say kids a lot. but not all of them are kids. some of them are absolutely grown men and women. some of them seek me out for reasons other than a damn vacuum cleaner, and it honestly makes me happy.
last night, i helped one of my residents with his chemistry homework. and he actually understood it when i was done explaining. what's better is that that wasn't the first time i helped. i've helped others with english papers, and even math... retard math at that, but math, nonetheless. i have dinner with some, and not b/c my boss thought it was a good idea. and some, i simply talk to for hours about nothing at all. i want to know why i couldn't meet any of these people before. i like them so much. they are more the kind of people that i needed when i first got here. and i was forced to meet them the same way i was forced to meet people my first year of college. but there is no comparison. i just hope that i'm mature enough to keep it up with these people. i hope their interest in me doesn't fade either, b/c i've seen that happen on more than one occasion.
speaking of those who currently have an interest in who i am, this could be so bad. but it could also be really really good. but i feel like i should just wait. but.i.don't.want.to. i wish i was decisive at least HALF of the time. shit.
this is unrelated, but kind of related.
tonight, one of my coworkers was ready to jump off the deep end b/c she felt ugly and that no guy would ever want her. and i couldn't help but laugh in her face and tell her that she wasn't ugly, and remind her that she's actually had boyfriends before. she later said that she envied me. to which i undoubtedly replied, "you're stupid." |
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| ::EDIT:: this girl i know is "stoked" because she's going to see Creed in Lubbock. first of all, i thought someone murdered them. second, i'm pised that no one did. third, i thought lubbock took the cake when they hired boys II men to sing at the fair! what kind of consolation is that to the group that sang "i'll make love to you?!" fourth, that bitch was already annoying to begin with, now i REALLY want to kill her. ughhh fuck offphhhhhhhhhhh. ::END EDIT:: come ON robert pattinson! get it together! the haunted AIRMAN!? REALLY?!?!? ughhhhh.
in other news, the people on my hall make me very very VERY happy. all for different reasons of course, but they are just awesome. :]]]]]]]]]for days.
screw school. |
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| i would just laugh at someone if they said they had swine flu. and i'm pretty sure they would laugh at me if i said i had it, too. and i guess, i can't blame them. i probably deserve it, lol. |
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| my break will NEVER come. |
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