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12.12.2003, 1:25 am

possibly the last all nighter of the semester

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i have two final chinese religions essays due tomorrow, and obviously:

a) i didn't start until tonight and am thus pulling an all-nighter

b) writing here instead of writing about self-cultivation techniques in confuicianism an daoism, or how themes from the shang dynasty carried through the rest of the major traditions in ancient china.

becca is pissing me the fuck off. this whole stupid christmannukah thing is just getting ridiculous. its turning into a capital-t Thing, and anyone who reads this dribble can figure out i'm not fond of capital-lettered words. i like ross and brian and all, but i'm not freaking friends with them. they won't care if i dont buy them a one-dollar gift, and i dont care if i receive one from them. its just not a big deal, and shouldn't be.

she calls me judgmental, and maybe i am. however, she only ever talks about how i judge HER based on stuff that happened a long time ago. yes, you have a fucking illness, and yes you're getting better now. yes, you're happier and nicer and whatever. but you still pull the same shit where everything has to fucking mean something. you *STILL* do it, now, in the present.

and talk about fucking judgmental!! she judges ME on shit she thinks she knew about me a long time ago. jesus christ. everything has to fucking mean something. she says we as a group ("we" meaning our mutual friends, who almost entirely happen to be male) are inconsiderate to each other and that (obviously) i'm the worst one.

inconsiderate. because we don't "appreciate each other." we don't give sponataneous gifts/acts of appreciation, we don't always have parties for each other, we don't always include every single person in every single thing, we don't "just love each other."

NEWS FLASH:

WE AREN'T GIRLS.

jesus. go find some fucking female friends. this is what guys DO. this is how we operate. the relationships i have with my guy friends each have their own weird little facets and we all have weird jokes that only we get, and so on and so forth. we just don't fucking broadcast it to YOU. and we don't fucking act the way you want us to because you want female friends.

so stop fucking inventing all these goddamn standards and getting bugged when the rest of us don't meet them. you judgmental bitch.

that felt good.

and now on to confucianism. wish me luck.

volcanogod v3.0. additionally, hands.

this. fucking. much.