oceantheorem: (coffee tragedy)
Today sucked.
I had a breakdown at school this morning (it was mostly about the grant, but some other school stuff was thrown in, too. I won't go into it now). Luckily only four people saw me; two of my classmates, one of whom I cried ON, and their two labmates. Unluckily, one of those labmates, I did not realize at the time of the crying, was the guy I had that awkward thing with a couple months back. The guy who didn't have time for a relationship. Or, "You're nice, but I don't care about you enough to even give this a shot."
Once I realized who he was, and recovered sufficiently to see straight, I walked out of the lab through the far door so I wouldn't have to walk past him or talk to him, and the stupid idiot walked into the hall through the near door and stopped me to ask me if I was okay. I wanted to shout, "NO! I'm NOT OKAY! I just cried on your labmate, what the hell do you think?" And, "Besides," I wanted to add, "you didn't want me! You don't GET to care!" I was so mad. Like, really, really, passionately mad. (Is that unreasonable?)

The day got worse after that.
And then it slowly (really slowly) got better.

Until I ran into him AGAIN (what, nothing for six weeks and then twice in one day? twice TODAY?), and he stopped me AGAIN, and asked if there was anything he could do. I brushed him off and walked away as fast as possible, so I wouldn't have a chance to jam my lab keys through his eyes.

Then I had a conversation with some classmates, and realized that everyone had breakdowns today. At least two of my classmates, plus a poor girl one of them saw in the cafeteria who burst into tears upon being told she had to pay extra for her container, and then claimed she wasn't crying about the container, plus, it seems, half my friends list. So maybe today is just a freakout day. Maybe tomorrow will be better.

Maybe tomorrow will be better. Maybe tomorrow will be better. Maybe tomorrow will be better.

Date: 2007-04-12 05:13 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] tryptonique.livejournal.com
eep! I'm sorry, Kara. You can always call me if you need someone to talk to.

-E

Date: 2007-04-12 05:19 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] fieryminge.livejournal.com
What Evan said ;)

waffles, sees.

Date: 2007-04-12 09:36 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] ironpanther.livejournal.com
your day so was worse then mine. Mine was just strange. House almost caught fire(yard caught fire), got drunk dialled in class, had to stay an hour later at work because one closer left on family emergency, AND to top it off, while laura and I were getting dinner to take home a blizard just happened to HAMMER downtown to near white out for the short drive home.

Date: 2007-04-12 12:43 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] oceantheorem.livejournal.com
Yours does sound like a weird day...

My day was much, much worse than I posted here, but if I'd really gone into all the details it would have just been a long and whiny entry. And when I wrote it I was really just angry, so I focused on the angry bits.
Anyway, it's over, and today is a new day.

Date: 2007-04-12 09:36 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] ironpanther.livejournal.com
PS you should have stabbed him.

Date: 2007-04-12 12:37 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] wm-james.livejournal.com
OH MAN. I have a guy like that too. I'll stab yours if you stab mine?

Feel better.

Date: 2007-04-12 12:41 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] oceantheorem.livejournal.com
Deal. I'm still gonna use my lab keys, though. It will be so much more satisfying that way.

I hope you have a good (and not too crazy) weekend.

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