I feel the end approaching. The end of the semester that is. I am soo happy it’s finally here. I can’t wait to have a break from school/work and just have work.
Other than that, I can’t think of too much to write. I was reading someone else’s journal and it made me very upset, but now that I am actually typing, I don’t know what to say.
I think I know. It’s those damn people who don’t care about anything…I mean not a thing. They just float through life and do what they want, completely negating responsible behaviour. Then there are those who pretend to not care and simply put on a show for sympathy/attention. Those people really piss me off. Give a damn…about SOMETHING…I don’t even care if it’s your SOCKS!!! I mean, c’mon.
I guess this is a rant, but I feel kinda lazy about it. I don’t know. It’s weird: people change in such bad ways that I can’t even imagine. Those that had habits that might simply cause a mild irritation have escalated into simply aggrivating, nails-on-a-chalkboard things that drive me insane. I haven’t really changed that much except that I have become wiser and more confident of myself. That’s a good thing I guess. Then there are those who you thought might make great friends/people and they just turned really crappy/flaky/irritating/bothersome. There are a few who haven’t changed so much that they are intolerable, I mean, everyone grows and changes. But I think along the way, people lose a sense of obligation/sincerity that they really need.
I mean, I look at my “best friend”. She has nothing to do with me on my birthday; however, as soon as tax season is over, she simply expects me to rearrange my entire school/work schedule to hang out with her. She isn’t in school, nor has she been for the past two years, and she thinks that everyone can always drop everything to do stuff with her. Lately, I have really been focusing on finishing the semester with a bang; but apparantly I am being bitchy because I don’t want to go off for god knows how long to do stuff. She made the choice not to make good grades in high school so she could get a scholarship. She chose to take two years off instead of one. She also chose to work at a job that requires her to work 40-50 hours a week. I don’t care if her season is done, mine is not. I am not going to be manipulated anymore into feeling guilty about taking care of my responsibilities. If she wants to do her thing, fine, but don’t make me feel bad about doing mine-simply because it “sucks for me”. Well, in the fall when she goes to school for teh first time in 2 years and realizes it’s not a cake walk, then SUCKS FOR HER!!! Private college-out-of-state tuition down the tubes because you FLUNKED OUT!! We shall see what happens….
EDIT:By the way, to those of you who drink out there: I feel bad for you. Most of you don’t know how to have a great time without something that makes you incoherent. Be yourself, its much easier and cheaper.
Thought of the Day:”We’ll see what sucks for who…”