11.14.2007

today, everyone and everything annoyed me. even the sound of passing cars. to the girl with the Chanel bag on the bus yanking at her Victoria's Secret sweatpants while yacking into her cell phone about some sort of sorority function: why don't you REALLY give me something to rip on you for. to Elizabeth, one of my professors, who snapped at me when i said i wasn't sure if i wanted to go listen to the guest speaker because i wasn't feeling well: i'm not one of your children, don't treat me like one. to the people at work: i really don't have any reason to call you out, but tonight - i hate you anyway. to today's wind/hurricane gales: you are not, and never will be, mother nature, fuck off. i wasn't even having a good hair day, but you still managed to ruin anything i may have had going for myself. to OneRepublic: you're in my ipod amongst 100 other songs and somehow, you always seem to come through... and with Apologize? seriously - i'm over it. to my editor, Sarah, who nearly gave me a heartattack by emailing me and incorrectly asking me to hand over a story that isn't due until tomorrow, which i obviously won't bother to start until 11pm: thanks for nothing. to every company/employer i've applied to in the last three months: suck it. i'd rather be jobless. to my body: what more do you want from me? i'll do everything in my power to spite you, such as reading the Bible.... look what you've done to me. hump day? more like horror day. and to the girl on the bus... more like whore day.

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