The History of SCREAMING
Feb. 12th, 2006 11:47 amI HATE THINGS.
I HATE THINGS.
I HATE THINGS.
WHY AM I SO STUPID ALL THE TIME THAT I CAN'T EVEN REMEMBER TO CHECK THE E-MAIL THAT GRAD SCHOOLS WILL USE TO CONTACT ME?
Why have I totally fucked up that entire process?
Fuck fuck fuck fuck.
OH GOOD. NOW I GET TO GO TO WORK.
I fucking hate everything.
I'm just going to go sit in a corner and CRY.
Do you want damage protection? I JUST WANT TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL.
So fucking irresponsible all the time.
I HATE THINGS.
I HATE THINGS.
WHY AM I SO STUPID ALL THE TIME THAT I CAN'T EVEN REMEMBER TO CHECK THE E-MAIL THAT GRAD SCHOOLS WILL USE TO CONTACT ME?
Why have I totally fucked up that entire process?
Fuck fuck fuck fuck.
OH GOOD. NOW I GET TO GO TO WORK.
I fucking hate everything.
I'm just going to go sit in a corner and CRY.
Do you want damage protection? I JUST WANT TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL.
So fucking irresponsible all the time.
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Date: 2006-02-12 04:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-12 04:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-12 04:59 pm (UTC)I'm sorry to hear that, sweetheart. I know it won't make you feel any better, but here's my love for you anyways. And if you want, gimme a call. (Though uh, you might want to warn me cause my phone is currently off :P)
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Date: 2006-02-12 06:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-12 06:58 pm (UTC)*squishluffles*
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Date: 2006-02-12 07:47 pm (UTC)no subject
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