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this whole new spoiler, rule, ordeal, has made a whole nother conflict like i sat here contemplating a spoiler for a while, what an, appetizer
man i keep thinking about that song i wouldnt have nothing if i didng have u bc its ****ing TRUE and RELEVANT ****

idk stuff that makes anything worth anything keeps hasta la vistaing the hell outta here like ok

i dont really have anything to complain about but ive already justified the nonexistance of any real purpose in life out of my head and like one thing makes me happy enough to actually be mentioned

kinda walking on a thin line of survival instinct haha

or i guess its more like the net?? and the line, those are the things that make me happy

i guess im walking the line rn but ive fallen into the net a few times but id really like to fall through at some point, im just tired and i dont really care enough about anything to stick around if i dont have to
 
Hypocrites.
And the fact I almost guarantee someone will reply with "but you're a hypocrite for saying that" and think they're so smart.
 
that we didn't have any good yoghurt this morning so had to take sandwiches.

ugh i cant eat that much this early.
 
that we didn't have any good yoghurt this morning so had to take sandwiches.

ugh i cant eat that much this early.

ugh that gets me so paranoid about work. I hate eating too much too early too and sometimes I have to cause then I'll get hungry when I can't eat and it's sickening in another way bleck....
 
I applied for Target back in March, and I specifically mentioned on my resume that while I was willing to attempt the potential of lifting 20+ pounds, I have asthma so that my work is going to be iffy at best in those regards. I got the job, and reminded them again that I had to be careful, because they put me on the team that unloads boxes from the shipment cars, and then carries them out to the aisles and unloads them and stocks the shelves. Fun.

It turns out that 20+ pounds actually means regularly lifting literally more than half my weight and hauling it around. Fine, I'll work with it. It's only 4 hours a day, 3 days a week. That's not so bad. I can handle it, I think.

But eventually, my asthma catches up to me. Expected. So I start bringing my inhaler to work. I have pulled it out several times in front of both of my supervisors, even whilst they came to give me directions, so they should know very well that I have been needing it.

I get pulled aside recently, saying I'm working too slowly, and if I don't pick up the pace, I'm gonna get fired. I say it's hard, because I need my inhaler if I get working too quickly -- and they respond with, " It's not that. It's that you're literally working too slowly. "

Uh. What.
 
Have to have a class Socratic discussion when you have no friends and dislike everybody on your class. It's a 100 point assignment, how am I supposed to speak out in this situation? There's no way I can pass the term if I don't do well, she said that to everybody... As in anybody could fail.

I did all the work necessary, easy 50 points but I'm horrible at speaking out.

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Try reading it, I'm sure 20 isn't half their body weight
 
Have to have a class Socratic discussion when you have no friends and dislike everybody on your class. It's a 100 point assignment, how am I supposed to speak out in this situation? There's no way I can pass the term if I don't do well, she said that to everybody... As in anybody could fail.

I did all the work necessary, easy 50 points but I'm horrible at speaking out.

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Try reading it, I'm sure 20 isn't half their body weight

rite, but they made it sound like lifting 20+ pounds was a challenge that they were "willing to attempt"
 
I really have no idea what is going through these peoples heads. My cousins sent me their kids, when one of them is sick with a fever and doesn't give me any medicine and didn't bother telling me till I noticed. I send both parents a text message and it has been an hour and no response. Really? If you want your kid to die this is definitely the way to go. But I'm not going to take the blame for this. So I'm just gonna call the grandparents and see what they say.
 
All my medic housemates are doing different modules to me, which are easier, and have loads of time off while I'm doing cardiology and have ridiculous hours. Argh, it's so annoying arriving home in the evenings and they're talking about how they've had the afternoon off!
Plus side is, when they're doing cardiology and I'm not, I'll be laughing
 
I don't even know how I feel right now.

I just want to do everything possible. Make the house look nice and clean. Cook every night. Have a social life.

But it's all just too damn hard. I'm forever fighting a battle against myself.
I just want to be happy.
I just want yo finally make something of myself.
I want to start my career. I want to be able to afford things.. Instead of having barely $130 to my name each fortnight, after everything's paid? Lol I'm lucky if I have $20 spare.. It's all getting harder.
I want my boyfriend here. Where he can hold me.

I'm so tired. I want to go to sleep and just kinda not wake up.

Yeah don't read just stupid pointless words
 
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