I Hate You

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I have to attend this virtual meet-up thing which they call classes, I just call it a waste of my time, but whatever. I have one on Monday, one on Thursday and one on Friday and you're supposed to go to one a week.

Last Friday, I get an email: no class on Monday. Okay, fine, whatever, I'll go to class on Thursday.

On  Wednesday I get an email: no class Thursday. Okay, that's a little unfair, if I had more time I could've scheduled another class.

Email today: No class on Friday.

What. The. FUCK.

I am so pissed off right now, I'm on less than 2 hours of seep and I feel like stabbing my own eyeballs out and eating them.

*Pulls out hair* Rain hates school. *Sits in puddle of tears*

Oh, p.s, Michael's 19, that mother fucker. I love my kitten to bits and next year I'll still be ehre going 'lol no, Michael's 17, wtf r u talkin bout m8'

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