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Hello Excuse to Release Aggression.
I was sick for over two weeks and okay, yeah, it was a cold at first but now I'm mostly better in that I don't have a fever or the sniffles or anything except for a stupid dry cough that is being more persistent than an angry honey badger and it's a total pain in my neck (literally) and Sweet Sugar Cookies ANYONE ELSE EVER HAVE TO DEAL WITH THAT AWKWARDNESS OF BEING THE LOUDEST THING IN A CLASSROOM OR LIBRARY BECAUSE YOU CAN'T STOP COUGHING because Sanctified Fecal Matter that was two entire weeks for me.
Two. Weeks.
What makes this worse is that I like to sing. Not professionally, but I have a decent voice when I'm singing to I like to hear myself sing but now every time I try I hack in the middle of a pretty song and I butcher it horribly but I can't not sing because if I stop for a prolonged period of time I'm sure I'll get rusty and I don't want to get rusty because I like my current singing voice. D:
Not to mention I learned at the beginning of this month that I apparently have a mix of mild depression and anxiety. So, now I have to get regular counseling and gosh just learning that I was depressed made me even more depressed (because I am now aware of my actions and still don't give a Fudge Nugget when I get in a mood). Ain't that just peachy. I've also missed several classes because of this and my grades are dropping and it's just a hot mess right now.
And my mom gave away our cat. We got into a tight financial situation because of Hurricane Sandy (BAD SANDY. BAD.) and we just recently got evicted from our home and had to rent out a new space to live in temporarily while we get back on out feet but the owner of the place we're renting doesn't like pets living in the building so we had give my baby boy away (Whyyyyyyyy!? *le sobs*) which made me break down into tears for a good half-hour before I kinda shut down emotionally for an hour afterwards. This happened yesterday by the way. Cheers.
Also, the place we're renting out smells of cigarettes and that's sucky because I'm one of those people who smell scents so well I can taste them on my tongue so YAY I CAN TASTE CIGARETTES IN THE AIR PLEASE PUT ME DOWN. And I don't have an actual bed. I have to sleep on a sofa. Where I used to cuddle with my cat. *sobs*
At school, I have a teacher who likes talking about his own books and has no real idea of personal space. Seriously, this guy just walks right up to you when he wants to talk about something and his face will (WILL) be less than a foot away from yours and when you try to lean a bit backwards HE WILL LEAN FORWARD TO FOLLOW YOU BACKWARDS. (BY THE LOVE OF COOKIES BY COOKIE MONSTER, SPACE BUBBLE.) He also has a strange way of talking/thinking because 80% of my class is usually in a state of confusion once he starts talking, and I'm a part of the group that's confused. It makes me wanna rip my hair out.
Along with Teach, there's a guy at school who's totally creeping on me. Like, I know that sounds a little conceited and vague or whatever, so here's an example. He told me on the first day we met if he could touch my face. I am like, "Wut." I said no, he said okay, and I thought that was it. He hung out with my group of friends, and it was okay, somewhat awkward, but okay. Then, when I left to go home, I was inform via text/email/fb by my bros and gfs that Creep asked everyone how he could essentially get into my adorable skirt. Mega-Ew.
So, while dealing with Creepy McStalker, I have school-work that seems to just be piling on top of one another and now I have finals coming up as well as last minute final projects and essays and research papers and club events and I just want to dig a hole and hide in it and wait for everything to just go away.
*keels over because much rant such tired*
