No one likes people who are non-sponaneous/boring and awkward conversers, so I don’t wonder why I am a loner. I always seem to give off a bitchy first impression too.
I don’t know how to maintain social circles, and trying is tiring and often irritating. And my boyfriend is trying to get me to spend the time I don’t spend with him or studying with people but I’d rather stay in or go places alone. Every few years I am reminded that I will never fit in and I don’t know what to do with myself.
No, you don’t just call someone a “retard” or a “schizophrenic”. And no, you are not having an “OCD” moment or a “panic attack.” Neither you nor I understand what it’s like to have obsessions or experience a panic attack and those who do, would probably do anything to not have to experience them. Also, someone has schizophrenia or a learning/developmental disorder; people are so much more than their psychopathological conditions. Individuals with mental disabilities come from all levels of functioning and your insensitivity and disrespect is pretty disturbing.
If college has taught me anything, I’ve learned I need to be able to make myself happy and that this whole time, the only person’s approval I ever needed was my own.
And being here is nothing like what I really want for myself.
I hate school and I don’t feel bad for bitching at my boyfriend and ignoring him and disregarding anyone else’s feelings except for mine. Because I hate everything and I just want to sleep forever.
Just one paper, one final, five hours of work, and a two-and-a-half-hour drive stand between me and 16 days of Summer break.
I think I did badly on my last two finals but I don’t even careeeeeeeeeeeee.
am i pretty yet.
“so that means you’re into Korean boys”
I’m dating a Vietnamese-Chinese boy and the person I was interested in before him is Mexican. So maybe not.
I haven’t been feeling all that great lately. My digestive system is pretty angry for some reason and stomach pains made me throw up last week. I’m guessing my anemia is acting up because I get nauseated and pretty fatigued sometimes. More iron pills needed, I think.
I went home for Memorial Day weekend and it literally freaks me out just how supportive my family is towards me. And it makes me feel so guilty because at the end of just about everyday, I feel like I don’t want to deal with life anymore. I’m so tired of everything and I just want to stop.
I’m pretty sure I never had 2 relatively decent days in a row, so I’m expecting tomorrow to suck.
My classes today were straightforward albeit sleep-inducing. I met with my academic counselor (whom I love), confirmed that I can register for graduation next Spring, and learned that I got on the Dean’s List last quarter.Then my boyfriend somehow let me trim his hair and now he looks kinda dumb, and a month from now he is moving into an apartment one floor above me. And we are pretty in love with each other.