My psych teacher is so damn incompetent. Today was the last day to drop and I almost wish I had, but I went through so much trouble to get my books that I feel like I need to stay in the class. Fuck. I missed last class and today I asked her what the quiz was going to be on and not only did she start talking to another student over me about movies…yeah…she just was like, “go look in the syllabus.” Excuse me? How that fuck does that tell me what’s on the quiz? Oh wait, it doesn’t.
My daddy always told me to fight for what’s mine and by god, I will not stop fighting. Girls will forever be jealous of what I have. I have a wonderful man, amazing friends, and a life that is going somewhere. Surrounded by girls that are white trash and drug addicts, I’m sure I’m looking damn good.
Missing my acting class and 4 hours of work today. :((( I can barely speak, the glands in my throat are that swollen. Not a happy bumbly-bee today. I guess that means I can read my books for school but I wanted to go to acting so badly. :((( I always get sick like this at the end of January too, I can’t figure it out. UHGG.