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*sighs*

I'm home.

And hating it.

I stayed up for almost 36 hours over the past two days. I slept in to about eleven this morning.

And then I put the room I'm staying while I'm here back together.

And then got bitched out by my stepdad.

Especially over the last semester. And my dislike for non-cheese pizza. And everything else I've done wrong in the last six years. It's like I will never amount to anything in his eyes. Ever. I'm human. I'm going to mess up. It's called life. But, good Lord, don't call me a liar because I'm not done with my room. Yes, I made a committment. However, in that committment, I said when I would have it done. And I got it done LONG before I said I would get it done, even while being sick with gastro-intestinal issues and migraines.

And then he went on and on about how it was ALL my fault that my grades sucked and what-not. It's the same crap I got with my first roommate this year. ERGH.

Yeah, the one roommate I could live with (Joell), and I have to leave in two weeks. GAH. Life sucks.

It's like no one believes what happened to me except my mom, antistotic, my was-current RA, my next door neighbour, and that's it. No one else. I give up.

And oh, life is fun. NOT.

I'm going to go cry myself to sleep, now.

*sigh*

(no subject)

*sighs*

I'm home.

And hating it.

I stayed up for almost 36 hours over the past two days. I slept in to about eleven this morning.

And then I put the room I'm staying while I'm here back together.

And then got bitched out by my stepdad.

Especially over the last semester. And my dislike for non-cheese pizza. And everything else I've done wrong in the last six years. It's like I will never amount to anything in his eyes. Ever. I'm human. I'm going to mess up. It's called life. But, good Lord, don't call me a liar because I'm not done with my room. Yes, I made a committment. However, in that committment, I said when I would have it done. And I got it done LONG before I said I would get it done, even while being sick with gastro-intestinal issues and migraines.

And then he went on and on about how it was ALL my fault that my grades sucked and what-not. It's the same crap I got with my first roommate this year. ERGH.

Yeah, the one roommate I could live with (Joell), and I have to leave in two weeks. GAH. Life sucks.

It's like no one believes what happened to me except my mom, antistotic, my was-current RA, my next door neighbour, and that's it. No one else. I give up.

And oh, life is fun. NOT.

I'm going to go cry myself to sleep, now.

*sigh*