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Dec. 29th, 2006 12:36 pmI'm going to kill my sister. I would have done it already, but I'm currently debating weapon of choice. She will keep on having a go when I am holding pointy things.
Actually, more realistically, I'm trying not to just pack up my stuff and leave. It's more than feasible, and I'm *this* close to leaving. I'm just... argh. I can't put up with this for much longer.
On the bright side, I saw
sevenhelz last night. And that was good and non-murderous.
( Presenting, once again, a review of the year. )
You know, I'll be the first to admit that this survey is probably a little skewed because I'm SO DAMNED PISSED OFF so everything just seems a bit crappy right now.
I want to go home to Scotland so much. I'm not coming back at Easter. I'll hurt people otherwise. Because, you see, there people will not consistently tell me that the most important thing is looking good, or that my problem with gluten is made up, or that every time I say something other people don't understand I'm showing off (or made me spend, basically, two hours re-writing someone else's essay because you see I'm only showing off when they don't want to use the fact I'M A DAMN SIGHT BETTER EDUCATED, not necessarily more intelligent, but I do know what people WANT in academia NOTE THE WAY I HAVE NOT FAILED AND DID MORE THAN THREE AS-LEVELS) or that I'm abnormal or asking me questions I don't want to answer to demanding to know what I'm doing at all times of day or night even when I'm just having a bath or putting down my friends and lifestyle and fiance and oh god I need to get out of here except oh wait this is the hole that is Ormskirk and there is NOTHING TO DO HERE.
You get the picture.
Actually, more realistically, I'm trying not to just pack up my stuff and leave. It's more than feasible, and I'm *this* close to leaving. I'm just... argh. I can't put up with this for much longer.
On the bright side, I saw
( Presenting, once again, a review of the year. )
You know, I'll be the first to admit that this survey is probably a little skewed because I'm SO DAMNED PISSED OFF so everything just seems a bit crappy right now.
I want to go home to Scotland so much. I'm not coming back at Easter. I'll hurt people otherwise. Because, you see, there people will not consistently tell me that the most important thing is looking good, or that my problem with gluten is made up, or that every time I say something other people don't understand I'm showing off (or made me spend, basically, two hours re-writing someone else's essay because you see I'm only showing off when they don't want to use the fact I'M A DAMN SIGHT BETTER EDUCATED, not necessarily more intelligent, but I do know what people WANT in academia NOTE THE WAY I HAVE NOT FAILED AND DID MORE THAN THREE AS-LEVELS) or that I'm abnormal or asking me questions I don't want to answer to demanding to know what I'm doing at all times of day or night even when I'm just having a bath or putting down my friends and lifestyle and fiance and oh god I need to get out of here except oh wait this is the hole that is Ormskirk and there is NOTHING TO DO HERE.
You get the picture.