Tuesday, Feb. 24, 2009

Currently: Things haven't been any better for me. I have had a horrible cough for a few days now and have been feeling pretty shitty. This afternoon, after lab, I was so knocked out and out of it, that I took a nap that lasted well into the evening...well, I temporarily get up to go check my e-mail/facebook messages, and precisely at that time is when my fat fuck of a roomate comes in, clearly seeing that I am not feeling well at all, and says in a very rude tone "Did you know that you talk in your sleep?????...and your roomate doesn't like that!!!" Shocked at her blatant inconsideration, I reply "Well, I didn't know that...and even if I did, I really have no control over it." She then replies "Well, you either have to get some duct tape or do something about it!" That rude bitch! I never complain about the apnea-type noises she makes when she's asleep...or her extremely loud snoring...because I am more of a considerate person than she is, and know that she can't help what she does in her sleep! It's common fucking sense, dumass! You think, if i'm knocked out asleep, that i'm just going to "feel" that i'm talking and wake myself up to stop it?...NO! Cause that's fucking impossible, you fucking douchebag! I really don't know what has been up with this month, but it has been hell for myself. I get more and more depressed everyday, i'm more and more hopeless everyday and now I just HAVE to have random people giving me the worst attitudes and cold shoulders for no reason...and trust me, she hasn't been the only one. It's a shame. And last month was such a great one for me, too...can't I go at least two months straight without feeling like shit? Anyways, i'm going to the Counseling Center thursday at 1, so hopefully that can help me some...I really don't know what to do anymore. Now I see why the Earth is trying to slowly destroy itself, the fucking humans in it just ruin everything...even for decent folks like myself.

Mood: Sad.

Want of the day: To feel better.