If you knew that you'd meet a certain someone in the future, that you would become good friends with and share good times, but you knew you would hurt them in the future, would you still go meet them?
Sometimes you feel everything is going well, and you wonder how anything bad could happen. And when it does, it feels like it's stacked up against you. Why does it have to happen all at once? On Saturday, I found out I got fired, after 4 weeks of no work, they just said "you're not hired anymore." Why they couldn't have fired me 4 weeks ago when they stopped giving me any hours anyway. I'm so pissed off cos it's so inconsidered and unprofessional. And then at night I lost my wallet on the way home. What's more aggravating, was I wouldn't have lost it if I had taken the train home, instead of my mum picking me up. And then on Tuesday I got some assignments back I thought I did quite well on, but my marks were just about average, which is going to pull down my GPA a lot, not to mention my confidence. Just trying not to wallow in self-despair, but it's hard seeing through all the darkness.
Homo sapiens are apparently the most evolved animal because of our ability to synthesise our surroundings. learn from our mistakes, and create better solutions, amongst other reasons. But unfortunately it seems I still can't learn from my mistakes. After leaving a 2k word essay til 3 days before it was due, I was up late every night trying to type it, but even then I was procrastinating and I knew it. I didn't sleep at night and would collapse curled up on the edge of my completely trashed bed at some unholy hour in the morning. On Tuesday (the day it was due), I was frantically typing, until I decided to print off the cover sheet from Blackboard, and found it it was due the day after. So relieved was I that I then proceeded to slack off, play games and then see a friend at night. Of course, come Wednesday morning, I was once again frantically writing the last 800 words in the final few hours before I had to run to uni to hand it in.
And after finally handing the folder to the assignment desk, I went home and wanted nothing but to relax on my computer in celebration of finishing that piece of essay. Until I turned on my computer and sat staring blankly at the blue log in screen for a few minutes. The day I started working on my essay, I had also changed the password to my account I had been using for the last few months. Then I left my computer running for almost three days straight, and fell asleep completely trashed every night. I had no idea what my new password was :X So I had to call my nerdy friend for half an hour while he was teaching me how to enter safe mode on the computer, but my savvy new keyboard wasn't really cooperating, so I had to nab the keyboard from my sister's room to fix it. Thankfully it finally complied and I got back into my account. But I still wonder what I had actually set my password to.....?
eh my head hurts, so much stuff going on lately. Why is there an inability for people to just say shit? Instead of just opening their mouth in your direction and telling you wtf they want, and working it out with you, they'll dance around you, dropping hints and tips, and get angry/disappointed when you have no idea what they're talking about. You just wanna grab them by the shoulders and yell "SAY WHAT YOU WANT IN FIVE WORDS OR LESS OR GET OUT OF MY SIGHT" But you don't want to scare them off to oblivion and never see them again. You don't want to hurt their feelings, at the same time, getting very sick of keeping up with their little mind-games, getting sick of running out of the house at 10pm to go see people, getting sick of staying up til sunrise to chat with someone staying up, getting sick of not being able to call someone cos you don't know if they wanna hear from you.
