I’m angry and miserable and lonely and if I don’t rant I’m probably going to throw this laptop across the room.
I’m doing an essay I hate, on a topic I don’t really know too much about in a subject that I always get bad marks in. I can’t write these essays easily, and I didn’t have an option whether I wanted to take this subject. It’s also the third year running when I’ve had to do a module on Anglo-Saxon archaeology, so it really shouldn’t be this hard but it is. I’m also bored to death of this stupid subject because it doesn’t even relate to my degree properly.
Hairy’s around at his brother’s at the moment, drinking Mai Tais and having a fun time. Before you judge him, I told him he should go so he doesn’t have to spend his evening in with me trying not to be bored, deal with me being a pretty horrible person, and make me endless cups of tea. I’m glad he’s not here because it wouldn’t be fair on him, but at the same time it sucks and I don’t have to like it. I also managed to cry chilli juice into my eyes. Not happy.
I’m missing having facebook to talk to people, to rant about being stressed and upset and I know I won’t enjoy it if I go back, it’s annoying me that I want to. So argh at that too. Turns out that pretty much as soon as I deleted the thing, a Viking film night was organised and the only reason I heard about it was because I went out to a horrendous evening of cocktails for one of my friend’s birthdays. I like cocktails, I like happy hours, I like my friend. I don’t like being sat there for half an hour alone, having to eat dinner alone, and then being pretty much ignored because I don’t do drugs, don’t smoke, have never had a one night stand, was tired and haven’t been Amsterdam. I also don’t like attention seeking, self absorbed, frankly dull people either. Or angry people. Or people who go on about how fat they have got, but in the same breath how much attention they always get in clubs.
Comic relief was spectacularly unfunny. Not just because of the horrendously sad films they showed about various plights (not being unfeeling, I wept), but I found out that I don’t like most of the comedians that were performing last night.
I made cookies with Hairy. The cookies were nice.