Tuesday, May 16, 2017

Is it wrong that I'm having yet another day when I want to tell the world to just fuck off? It's weird, because I'm actually in a very good mood. I have the stress of the world in this sci-fi chapter hanging over my head, which I know the best cure for that is to just freaking do it and all will be well.

I'm just so done with this quarter. I really am. I have until Friday though. One class is done. Another is mostly done today. I'm tired of the bullshit here. I'm just tired. I'm looking forward to doing some things that I want to do. I want this summer to be relaxing.

Maybe I'm just still ornery from not getting much sleep Sunday night. My new glasses are a bit tight and I think giving me a headache. I want to go home, have lunch, put my pjs on, and do some work I want to do.

Anyway, that's all I got. I just needed to clear my head out before I started working on some other things. For those of you who are already done, I'm super jelly of you.

1 comment:

  1. It seems to me there are a few reasons why you would want to tell the world to fuck off: 1) you're tired from the year and ready to be done; 2) you have agitated depression, and it's part of the illness that you want to tell people to fuck off (which still doesn't preclude item 3); 3) the world is full of fuckwits who desperately need to be told to fuck off. I'm betting for you it's just 1 and 3, and it'll go away when the quarter mercifully ends. (For me, it's 1, 2, and 3 though the medication mostly keeps me down off the walls.)

    And on the subject of the quarter finishing up I'm totally envious of you because my quarter doesn't end for another 5 weeks, and even then it's not over because I'm working straight through until Christmas this year and not getting a summer. (I'll get time off after Christmas though.)

    It'll be over soon! Hang in! Hugs!