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I've decided that my inability to write papers is due to my lack of writing practice (aka not writing THIS). So I'm starting again. Maybe it's too late for this semester, but it'll help. *sigh* There's so much going on now. I have a 15-page crap paper due Wednesday and an 8-page non-crap paper due Thursday. I'm really starting to freak out about it. But I have so much reading for World Lit and so much Statics homework that I don't even have time for homework for other classes, let alone PAPERS -.- I don't even have time to breathe! So I shouldn't really have time for this, but I'm staying up late for this instead of sleeping. Haha, how dumb.
And academics are only half of my worries. Social life is an explosion of problems. Roommates, stupid creeper boys, stupid SMART boy, etc. Stupid creeper boys is the least stressful but the most freaky. One of them, Chemboy, is getting less on my nerves than he did in chemistry, but still annoying. I still want to punch him in the face. He still makes jokes at my expense. I still kick his a** on tests ^_^ 6 more classes and the final with him, and then I'm done!...'til next semester and Aero Fundamentals -.- But I'll know other people, so it'll be okay. There's another creeper boy whose name I don't even know (damn my math class) but he actually freaks me out. I made it from class to the apartment in under 10 minutes. It's a good 15-minute walk at a normal pace. I was THAT freaked. He turns around before class and looks at me, sneakily but not sneaky because I spent much of high school doing the same damn thing. It's really not that sneaky at all xD I could ignore it before class because I was "absorbed" in playing calculator games. However, when he does it in the middle of class, I have a problem with it. He had to full out turn his upper body to see me. Um, no. That's creepy and needs to stop. If he does it tomorrow, I'm going to look up from my work and stare him right in the eye. To hell with boys intimidating girls. I will not let some freshman scare me. Yea, weirdly enough, he's a freshman (from what I can tell), but he's in a spring sophomore class. Jerk.
Stupid smart boy is getting to be fairly stressful. It shouldn't have ended up so bad, but it did thanks to prying roommates. And is getting worse, might I add. I had a little bit of a crush on the only guy in our group (til Ian came), Matthew. But I thought long and hard and came to the conclusions that 1. He seems to like Caitlyn, and 2. Even if he did like me, he's not going to ask me out. Oh, and Caitlyn definitely likes him, though that's not why I stopped liking him. Two 6-hour drives give a girl some time to think. But anyway, roommates decided just a few days before I came to that decision that I like someone (which I did...at that point) But they persisted until finally Kira got Thomas's number and txted him and got it out of him. I told Sarah because I knew she wouldn't tell Caitlyn if I asked her not to (and she's good at pretending she doesn't know). But Kira says I need to tell Caitlyn eventually, especially since Caitlyn knows Kira knows. *sigh* I don't want her to misinterpret why I stopped liking him. And now she's not here for me to TELL. UGHH.
I don't particularly want to tell her, nor do I understand why I should. But I suppose I'll have to. I don't like him anymore, anyway. He's too good of a friend to risk losing. I trust him and Caitlyn more than any other people here.
So, yea, I'm kinda stressed with school and socialness and ARGH. I'm giving up on guys again, so yay >.>
I miss Harry Potter. I used to read those books all the time, but college forces me to read less and less for pleasure...
"This ain't a song for the broken-hearted"
~nepie
 nepie · Fri Nov 06, 2009 @ 04:29am · 0 Comments |
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