spitbite

that was a very "emo" last post. But I had to put it down somewhere other than my journal. It looked so starving and alone on the pages.

Thanks for everyone's kind words and advice, I appreciate it.

Unfortunately this is going to be the semester from hell. I had a run in with two cuntwipes earlier this semester when I was still drinking. On separate occasions they tried to take advantage of me. At first by coercion and then by force, and if it wasn't for the goodness of my friends (watching out for my dumb drunkass, thank god for them), some bad shit would have happened.

BOTH OF THEM ARE IN MY FUCKING ART HISTORY CLASS! There's 35 kids in the class., so it's not like I can just blend in...jesus fucking christ. I refuse to drop it for two reasons:
A) I'm too goddamn stubborn
B) I need this class in order to get a step forward in my major. Those ass-stuffers will NOT get in my fucking way.

annnnd I bought the wrong books. I can go and exchange them, but I hate buying books. Hate hate hate hate hate. Especially since the most expensive books that I would normally order off of half.com are to be used in the FIRST day of class, so I HAVE to buy them right away. Hello bank loan, we meet once again.

Fuck college.

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