*stabs world*
10/5/03 21:53I'm sick. I'm exhausted. I'm sexually frustrated. There's a good chance I'm not going to get my diploma in two weeks, which will upset my parents to ends I can't quite imagine. I have work up to my ears. I can't find my ID card, needed for getting into my dorm and/or obtaining food from the dining hall. I'm almost out of food. I have no money. My room is a complete disgusting mess. I need a haircut. I've gained weight this semester (after being the same size since my last growth sport, four or five years) and my clothes don't fit as well. There's been absolutely no one online all day to look over the ficlet I'm writing for
molly36.
I think the world hates me today. Dammit.
I think the world hates me today. Dammit.
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10/5/03 20:10 (UTC)(no subject)
11/5/03 13:22 (UTC)(no subject)
10/5/03 20:30 (UTC)Ficlet? I volunteer for any reading duties you may have!
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11/5/03 13:27 (UTC)Thank you for commenting.
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10/5/03 20:52 (UTC)(no subject)
11/5/03 13:28 (UTC)(no subject)
10/5/03 21:27 (UTC)Poor Pearl-o! Hopefully by the time you're readng this comment, the evil day will have passed and your ID will be somewhere you totally forgot about and food will be offered by magically cordial hall mates. Here's hoping, sweets. *hugs*
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11/5/03 13:33 (UTC)(no subject)
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