Saturday, November 22, 2003

Who the fuck are you?

Um...what's up with people I don't know asking to be added as a friend? I feel like I should know about this, know what to expect, but it's a total surprise to me.

No, I am not your friend, so why should I add you? I don't want to be an asshole, and say no to be ornery, or say hurt anyone's feelings, but it just seems weird to me.

Why are people doing this?

Monday, November 17, 2003

I am school's bitch.

I had the lamest day today. I started feeling like my head was going to explode and I might start crying by 9:30am, and I kept it together 'til 6pm, which was quite a feat. I couldn't possibly be more overextended. I know that leaving my papers to the last minute is my fault. I also realize that no one forced me to join all the whack-ass extracurricular stuff I am committed to now. So, technically, it's my own damn fault. But I can still cry and complain about it, I think.. There's no rule against that, that I am aware of. If Ben and J. Lo can complain about their lack of privacy, I can sure as hell complain about my impending meltdown.

Saving the world and getting a 4.0 at the same time is tough fucking work.

How's a bitch supposed to be a sex kitten, crusader and evil super genius, when all she ever does is go to meetings and do homework? I am not being used to my full potential, damn it!
More sexy supervillainessness, less pajama-clad homework.

Saturday, November 15, 2003

procrastination kills

I have 2 papers due on Wednesday and instead of working on them I am IMing a friend and poking around here.

Why do I do this?