Early this morning while I was walking home from the grocery store, a kid hanging around by the streetcar stop asked me for some money. I said I didn't have any (and I really didn't, all I had was a debit card), and he spat on the ground and called me a stuck-up bitch.
EXCUSE ME. I barely have enough money to feed myself, let alone a person I've never even met before. I hate spangers, and I hate how they make more money in 2 days than I do in a week sitting on a corner and expecting people to just hand them things. Get a fucking job.
/rant
In other news, nothing is going on. I spent the entire weekend smoking myself retarded and put off all my homework until last night. Typical. Stress levels are extremely high right now because finals are next week. Let's see if I can avert a panic attack until after they're over.
I have aquired a false piece of identification, stating that I am 21. However, it's not actually going to be in my possession until mid-to-late January, which is lame but probably a good thing since Christmas is fast approaching, and I should spend my money on presents rather than booze. wee.
Sometimes I really want to say something, but when I try to put it into words it sounds so stupid and awkward. It frustrates me that I can't excel at everything, especially something as simple as writing out my thoughts in a feasible manner...
EXCUSE ME. I barely have enough money to feed myself, let alone a person I've never even met before. I hate spangers, and I hate how they make more money in 2 days than I do in a week sitting on a corner and expecting people to just hand them things. Get a fucking job.
/rant
In other news, nothing is going on. I spent the entire weekend smoking myself retarded and put off all my homework until last night. Typical. Stress levels are extremely high right now because finals are next week. Let's see if I can avert a panic attack until after they're over.
I have aquired a false piece of identification, stating that I am 21. However, it's not actually going to be in my possession until mid-to-late January, which is lame but probably a good thing since Christmas is fast approaching, and I should spend my money on presents rather than booze. wee.
Sometimes I really want to say something, but when I try to put it into words it sounds so stupid and awkward. It frustrates me that I can't excel at everything, especially something as simple as writing out my thoughts in a feasible manner...
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