Also since I haven’t been here in two weeks, let me tell you this story of this chick in my class who has become the bane of my existence.
So, about a month ago is when I had my mental health spiral and missed a chunk of class during that time. I met with my professor and TA for my English lit class (same class with this paper nonsense but whatever). So they agreed to help me out and got me in contact with this chick for her notes.
So she gives me her notes a week before the test. I copy them to Word and bring them to my next class. She isn’t there. Because there’s so many students in this class, we have to be split up into particular groups for our Friday discussions. She’s not in my group.
So then the weekend comes and I get an email from my TA saying that this chick needs her notes back before the test on that Monday. He gives me her email and says to get in contact with her. Alright. So I forward her the notes I typed out onto Word and tell her we can meet whenever. She says to meet in the Engineering library a couple of hours before the test for a quick study session and gives me her phone number.
So the day of the test, I get up, go to the Engineering library and wait. I send her multiple texts, try calling her multiple times. Nothing. So after thirty minutes of standing in the lobby of the Engineering library, I realize I’m looking like an asshole, so I send her one last text telling her to meet me at the Starbucks on campus if she wants a last minute study session.
She never texts me back. Whatever, her problem. So I come to the test and take it. Once I’m done, I stand outside the lecture hall and wait for her to show up so I can give her the physical copies back and make sure everything’s okay. Either she finished before me or never showed up because I didn’t see her.
When I got home, I sent her another email saying that I’d tried texting and calling her, had been waiting outside of the lecture hall and couldn’t find her. The next week was Spring Break so I didn’t figure I’d hear from her. But it’s been like two weeks since Spring Break and she never has gotten back with me. But I’ve seen her in the lecture hall since then and it’s really awkward because I sit in the very front and she sits in the back, she tends to come in right before class starts and before I can make my way back to her, she’s gone. So. Whatever. Rude as hell tbh. I just feel this bizarre sense of guilt that I can’t shake because I still have her notes.
but honestly man game of thrones was so fucking good
how sick were Oberyn Martell and Loras Tyrell’s burns tonight?
I saw another doctor last week who recommended upping my Prozac and adding Xanax and I was 1000% against Xanax because Xanax
but as I sit here as a giant blob of emotion, I’m not so sure it would be an awful thing
I get my second opinion tomorrow
So after spending all day and all night working on this paper for my English class, I go to turn it in and check my email. My professor moved the due date back to Friday because our TA kept saying the due date was Friday and not tomorrow like it originally was.
And because college students are incapable of living and dying by the rule of the syllabus and whine a whole bunch if there’s a minor tweak in their plans, the professor felt compelled to change the motherfucking due date.
So now it’s 3 am, I’m all jacked up on caffeine for no reason, I have an appointment with my psychiatrist at 10:30 and now I can’t sleep and iogsoihgsoihgoishoigshio
Normally I would be thankful for a fucking WEEK’S EXTENSION, but after a hellish week last week and spending my free time this weekend cramped inside my apartment to finish two papers and nearly throwing myself into a panic attack frenzy because I felt like a piece of shit for going to my friend’s house to watch Game of Thrones, it really fucking sucks to go through all of that stress and anxiety when I could’ve taken my time. Taken a deep breath. Breathed easier. Finished at a more leisurely pace.
fuck my life man
of ur shit
this is tumblr… we don’t speak sport
This post applies especially to you
I am so entirely sick of people ragging on characters that want/try to do the right thing. see: Captain America, see: Superman, see: Scott McCall
It’s always so utterly transparent too. Like I get it, these characters make you uncomfortable because you see them in all the most awful, horrible situations, the kind of rock and a hard place that would break anyone, only it doesn’t break them, it doesn’t force them into the darkness, it doesn’t keep them from being good and kind, and that freaks you the fuck out because you know, were you in that same place, if you had to make those same choices, you wouldn’t be good and kind, you would compromise. (and I include myself here, I’m no Captain America, none of us are really, but why should that mean we shouldn’t try to be? where did we all get this idea that it’s wrong to try to be good and can we pls get rid of it)
And for some of you, it just infuriates you, how dare someone challenge you or your beliefs, how dare they make you question your actions. You hear things like “You will give the people an ideal to strive towards. They will race behind you, they will stumble, they will fall. But in time, they will join you in the sun” and your reaction is I don’t want to join you in the sun, I want to drag you down to earth and make you just as twisted and wretched as the rest of us because I can’t stand the idea that I could ever be wrong about things, that I could ever need to grow and change and become better.
And I’m just so sick of it. I’m sick of people being enamored with darkness and amorality. I’m sick of people glorifying characters that are absolutely horrible (yes some of the most interesting characters, and some of my favorites even, are not always good guys, but jfc they are not who we should aspire to be like) and trashing characters just for having the audacity to be good people. I’m sick of people acting like being a giant asshole or even legitimately terrible wrong person is ‘cool’ or ‘edgy’, it’s not, it’s really fucking not. Being good is cool. Doing the right thing is edgy (don’t believe me, try doing it for once and see how much push back you get, it’s not so easy being good). Being better then you were a year ago, a month ago, yesterday, that’s cool. Captain America and Superman and all the other characters that challenge us to do better, be better, they are fucking cool.
why do white people think having a confederate flag anywhere on your property screams anything other than “im a blatant racist and slavery was cool”
This is probably one of my most favorite things to happen on Tumblr.
i am the latios one owo
What fresh hell
This is the Memorial to the Missing and contains over 50,000,000 pennies to represent the lives of each American child abandoned to abortion by a society and a culture that has embraced their destruction. We must prevent the need to add to this memorial. Take a stand. Get involved.
”How we treat the least of us defines us.”
"should I use this $500k to help struggling parents and pregnant people or should I put it in a glass box"