*snark*
Warning, general cranky babble ahead that is not directed at anyone in particular (except possibly my family, but only michael has an LJ and 90% of the time he doesn't read it anyway. so meh.).
aFH ASOIDFUALSDFNaskldfhaSDL:FKAS DKLFHA SLDKFJASL:J I HATE PMSING!!! Everything seems more melodramatic/serious/more upsetting than it really is. I spent the whole weekend playing counselor to friends (not that I mind, mind you, as it was nice to see each and every one of them and it makes me feel good when I can help) and playing monkey in the middle with my family (now THAT I resent) and coming back to a filthy dorm room and homework and my crap money saving skilzor and BLAH.
Going back to the monkey in the middle with my family thing. Yeah, I'm really, really resenting that. I'm really fucking resenting having to defend my own father to my mother, my grandmother and my own fucking brothers. I'm really sick of having to be uncomfortable and choose between hurting my father's feelings and hurting my mother's feelings when I come home for the weekend, cuz they both suck at sharing. Dad tries to not put me int he middle, and he's better than Mom, though she tries to. But I even told her once that I hate having to defend him and argue about him, and she just demanded to know if she had the right to be upset at the way he talks to her and the way he treats her. Well, what the fuck am I supposed to say to that? Completely ASIDE from the fact that I don't agree with a lot of stuff she and Michael (my older brother) says. I don't like my dad's girlfriend, either, though apparently they're breaking up. Son of a bitch.
And so NOW I'm feeling all insecure and crampy and cranky cuz I can FEEL my stupid fucking cycle coming on, and it just needs to get it over with and get here so I can feel better already. Cuz I hate fretting if I said some miniscule thing wrong or if I'm being a drama whore or if people are mad at me (BECKY WAAAAAAAAH [/insecurity moment]) and I hate being twitchy and distracted and unsatisfied.
AND THIS QUARTER NEEDS TO END GOD DAMMIT.
fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckAAAAAARRRRGG
ETA: The lj-cut line is from one miss Jou. *loves on Jou*
aFH ASOIDFUALSDFNaskldfhaSDL:FKAS DKLFHA SLDKFJASL:J I HATE PMSING!!! Everything seems more melodramatic/serious/more upsetting than it really is. I spent the whole weekend playing counselor to friends (not that I mind, mind you, as it was nice to see each and every one of them and it makes me feel good when I can help) and playing monkey in the middle with my family (now THAT I resent) and coming back to a filthy dorm room and homework and my crap money saving skilzor and BLAH.
Going back to the monkey in the middle with my family thing. Yeah, I'm really, really resenting that. I'm really fucking resenting having to defend my own father to my mother, my grandmother and my own fucking brothers. I'm really sick of having to be uncomfortable and choose between hurting my father's feelings and hurting my mother's feelings when I come home for the weekend, cuz they both suck at sharing. Dad tries to not put me int he middle, and he's better than Mom, though she tries to. But I even told her once that I hate having to defend him and argue about him, and she just demanded to know if she had the right to be upset at the way he talks to her and the way he treats her. Well, what the fuck am I supposed to say to that? Completely ASIDE from the fact that I don't agree with a lot of stuff she and Michael (my older brother) says. I don't like my dad's girlfriend, either, though apparently they're breaking up. Son of a bitch.
And so NOW I'm feeling all insecure and crampy and cranky cuz I can FEEL my stupid fucking cycle coming on, and it just needs to get it over with and get here so I can feel better already. Cuz I hate fretting if I said some miniscule thing wrong or if I'm being a drama whore or if people are mad at me (BECKY WAAAAAAAAH [/insecurity moment]) and I hate being twitchy and distracted and unsatisfied.
AND THIS QUARTER NEEDS TO END GOD DAMMIT.
fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckAAAAAARRRRGG
ETA: The lj-cut line is from one miss Jou. *loves on Jou*