That day's here...

Mon, 04 Sep 2006 11:34:57 GMT

Right. Starting school. No, I wasn't real annoyed, but I guess a lil bit I was, nonetheless. Two classmates, one of whom I MIGHT consider a friend if she weren't so incredibly stupid, talked to Teacher about Literature Class. You know, that one where analysis of texts is done and people are encouraged to post their own works. They BOTH asked "What, we will have to READ?!?"

Wtf. What's strange with reading?

And then, the very same girl said: "But you know, if I take Russian classes, I would have 7 languages..." and started naming them all. Who the hell cares? She was not asked or anything. I, for one, am really NOT interested in her rambling how hard this and that is. I thought "If this is hard for you, RUSSIAN is hard for you you think, try Chinese and Japanese, you bitch, and stop rambling to my ear, I don't have all day to listen to your rants."

People can be so annoying.

*kills* *goes to read a book*

OCD?

Sun, 03 Sep 2006 13:40:17 GMT

One friend of mine still complains about how bad her OCD is. I am angry at her, dammit, she's bitching about it all the time. I've OCD too, I haven't come into stage of hospitalization but dat's only because I hate and... or... distrust docs and guys of that sorts, it is not likey I just wouldn't be a "case" to go there. Fuck, I just hate how she complains all the time how she goe to therapies and like, how they all tell her how NICEEEE oh queen the world she is because of that fight with dat illness. Dammit. She's only one moma with this on the world right? She has to be proud of herself because she gets dat illness right?

I just really don't understand. How having an illness makes you "big warrior princess"? If she just has and learns to live with it, fine. If she doesn't, she loses. But what the heck does this " Ohhhh I am survivoooor pity meeee" relate to reality? Dammit.

milla_chav

That day's here...

OCD?