My parents left for Bali this morning. Woo! House party!
Guest list: me, a good internet connection, Sims 3 and a 2 litre tub of ice cream.
Yeah, not your average 17 year old.
I did skip uni today, but that's mainly due to the fact that I have a powerpoint now two weeks overdue that I am yet to start. I told the tutor that my internet has been down the whole time but, seeing as I'm posting this, it's obviously not. I have one week and two days left of this semester, and a lab report and an essay due Monday that I am also yet to start. I really need to pull my finger out.
I took today off with the intention of getting a start on everything. I played Sims for a few hours and ate ice cream. That's productive, right?
I'm glad I did skip. Hannah was at my tute this morning. We were good friends at the start of the semester. Then she found alcohol and sex and cigarettes and a whole new band of friends. In our lab on Monday she walked right past myself and Angie without acknowledging us and sat with her new friends on the side bench. She opted sitting at the side bench, rather than sitting at a work table with specimens on it. I don't know.
She's majorly irresponsible and it just frustrates the hell out of me. She wants to get into vet next year but she does all her assignments at the last minute and hasn't been to a lecture since the start of semester. It's pissing Angie off too because she also wants to get into vet and is trying so hard to get there. In that respect I'm also pissing Angie off a little, because I don't study and tend to get higher test results than her. I am in a different course to her though so I'm not competition in the respect that Hannah is.
But yes. Home alone till Sunday. Kind of. I do have my sister here with me. But she's still in high school and spends most of her time doing her own thing so it'll be alright. I can't walk around naked and masturbate whenever the hell I feel like it, but now that I've also got my period I couldn't do that anyway. Bloody typical, really. I chose to wear cheeky, white lace underwear yesterday and my period chose to rock up early. I've spent a good portion of the day bent over a bucket full of hot water and four different bleaching/stain removal/whitening products. It's working, at least.
But hell, it's not like I've got a boyfriend anymore.
They asked me to work today, but after what happened yesterday I am seriously not in the mood for it. Some bitch started screaming at me because she thought I said something to her. I was several metres away and facing away from her so even if I had muttered something there's no way she could tell. I ran into the back room in tears and didn't come out until she left. Then the other girl I was working with tried to console me by telling me that we had no idea what was going on in her head and that she could have just had a really bad day. I don't care how bad her fucking day was, nothing gave her the right to scream at me. If I wasn't in shock I'd be tempted to slap her silly.
I like my job. Until assholes like that think it's their god given right to take things out on me because I can't say anything back to them.
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