Over the years, I've truly realized that I am essentially lacking basic human knowledge.
Such as:
How to order food
How to accept compliments
And.....
How to speak to other people in general
Oh boy, am I glad I have the internet.
In this sixth b...
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Someone broke the door.
THEY PUSHED TOO HARD.
ACTUALLY NO. THEY RIPPED THE DOOR OFF OF IT'S HINGES.
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH
Why can't I have a month without shit going wrong?
Is it too much to fucking ask??
Hnnnnnnnnnnnn
I have two online classes this year.
Algebra is pretty chill. There's one guy who's a fucking meme lord, and likes K-pop XD
But hOO BOY SPANISH
I HAVE TO ACTUALLY FUCKING TALK IN SPANISH. .___.
I'm a very awkward person so this is just tOo fUcKinG mUcH XD My brain can't handle. I don't care if I can't see the person! That shit gives me anxiety!
The only reason I was relatively calm with my volunteer work last month was because
1) I knew the person who was on the other side.
And
2) I had a little supportive nudge from a GOOD BOI. I love him. XD THANKS!
;v;
But. Oof. No one wants to hear me fucking speak. XD My voice is horrible. I don't think it helped that last week I was still sick. Luckily, I'm finally not sick anymore. It took me about 3 weeks to completely get over that stomach bug.
I don't know if you've ever had a stomach bug before, but lemmie tell you. THAT SHIT HURTS.
The first day I was sick, IT WAS JUST CONSTANTLY BLOWING MY NOSE AND MY VOICE WAS GOING. I could keep food and liquid down.
But the second day?
I couldnt keep SHIT down, I had lost my voice for a majority of the day. I was so fucking out of it and dehydrated, I couldn't get up off of the toilet by myself, I couldn't walk without support and it was all around not fucking pleasant. BUT, after throwing up constantly for 12 hours, I felt better and was able to talk and hold an hour long conversation, even though I felt like I was gonna vomit again. Then fucking ASSHAT*cOUGH* made me have fucking motion sickness. I almost fucking threw up. Fuck you, you asshole. : )
Third day was better. I was able to keep a little bit of liquid down.
The rest of those three weeks were hoarding tissues and lots of coughing.
I'm not angry. : ))))))))))))
I'm not fucking planning a murder. : ))))))))))
I'm perfectly fucking fine! : ))))))))))
Hmm
Asshole can...
FUCK THYSELF.
I'm so fucking pissed. I'm sorry. XD
I'm not gonna name names because I'm not like that and I'm not gonna start shit here. This place is my fucking safe place and I don't need that fucking drama. I've already had enough fucking drama already.
A Water sign, two Air signs, and two Fire signs walk into a fucking bar.
Water is screaming. Air #1 is attempting to put Fire #1 in a fucking chokehold. Fire #2 is trying to fucking pull Air #1 away and make them calm the fuck down. Air #2 is fucking pissed, but also trying to fucking calm shit down cause holy shit, things got real.
BUT, OH MY GOD. I'M SHOOK.
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