Blogs exist to express oneself right? I mean if they don't exist for that, I'm not really sure what they exist for.
There, I hope you read that statement because from now on I will be refering to that as my "disclaimer".
I am absolutely NOT in a good mood today. Maybe I should spend less time studying [yah right, that's the answer!] or maybe I should sleep more or maybe I should spend more tiime with my family or maybe I should spend less time on the phone. Either way something is out of whack. Let's address each of these in order:
1. Have you ever felt like people around you need to get over themselves? Ok I'm sure we all have. There are people around here who are so stinking self-absorbed they think everything in life is all about them. If you say something to them, just in passing even, it means that there is a HUGE conspiracy to annoy them, or to hate them, or steal their cheetoes. I hate that. I hate that people ignore you until they want you to get something for them at the store or go somewhere for them or until they read your blog and think that it's about them when it's NOT. I swear, if everyone would just grow up life would be a whole lot easier. Of course I can say these things on my BLOG b/c I'm too terribly big on confrontation. I would never go up to someone and say: "You are ticking me off. I thought we could be friends but if you're gonna be such a witch all the time forget it. P.S. I'm smarter than you." Yah right. I wish. I have a hard time telling a waiter at a restaurant that he brought me the wrong sandwhich or that my Dr. Pepper somehow turned into Diet [yuck] Coke on the way over to my table. And although I can't say those things, there are DEFINATELY some people I'd like to tell to see themselves right on over to France...sheesh.
2. Why do things always go wrong when you need them to go right, more than at ANY OTHER TIME? For instance, this Sunday [in a few days and counting] my legal research and writing memo is due: it's my final grade in LRW and I kinda need for it NOT to suck. So, I spent all weekend doing my homework for each class for the rest of the week so that I could work onthe memo during the week. And what happens? I GO AND GET PINK EYE! Like I don't have enough problems, my eye has been swollen and burning for the whole week, and I thought it was just my contacts. I can't really see and it HURTS. I went to the doctor today, spent an HOUR there and have to go back tomorrow. Almost killed someone going to the store post-doctor b/c can't see...Mystery Man alleges negligence. I say, consideration. I mean come on, people are busy, who wants to take me to the store? I'm sure all my friends WOULD do it, but they don't have the time. I don't even have the time. Why should they? [And to top it all off, I was supposed to go shopping today to get toys for the toy drive and now I cannot BECAUSE I CAN'T SEE.] I should be further proofing my rough draft for my memo, but I've been asleep all day b/c of my eye and don't even get me started on the fact that in addition to a bad case of pink eye [now in BOTH eyes] I also have a CUT on my right eye and need an Optomitrist.
3. People suck. Sheesh. [For more on this, see #1 or the Bible or the Simpsons, season 3]
4. So boys. [This post has been edited at the request of many friends and at the behest of one "Choir Director".]
5. Being misunderstood sux. It's not that I intend to use this as a online DIARY or anything. Rather, I know that many of my friends read this. If you're not in law school and you're reading this just cut me some slack and leave me alone. Don't call me with frivilous questions. Don't have the nerve to call and say I never call you. Don't complain about how you never hear from me. You think I don't know that? Dont' you think that at least ONCE since I've been here I have though about you? The truth is I am homesick. I want to go home, and I miss my family, my friends, Texas, and my dog [sounds like a country song]. California is awful. Pepperdine is good though. But you know what? It doesn't matter if Pepperdine is the coolest place on Earth, or worse than being stuck in an episode of Saved By The Bell for life, becasue I'm here. If you cared about me AT ALL, you'd BACK OFF and want me to do well. This goes as well for people who are always pressuring me to be number one. Let me share a little secret with you: NO ONE that I am personally aware of HAS EVER gotten 100 in EVERY CLASS in law school. It is not going to happen Plus, I'm at a REALLY good law school here. You should be proud of me for being here - I am. I know what's riding on this: my scholarships, my education, loan money, my future, blah blah blah. THANX FOR REMINDING ME. I'm doing the best I can. While you're waiting to harass me why don't you look up the staz on the number of people who NEVER FINISH LAW SCHOOL?? I'm doing the best I can and really don't need anymore pressure. I live in an oven as it is. I would give anything to say all of this to some of the people in my life. But I won't. It's not all true, but it's how I feel. Not everyone actually says all of these things to me, but it's the impression they give. Some people DO say these things to me. One of my best friends called and said I never call him back and don't I love him anymore? I almost cried. There's nothing I can do about it...I signed up for this and I'm gonna take the bull by the horns. No room for ameteurs: this isn't mutton bustin' man...this is the Big Rodeo in the Sky...and I'm going for the best time...
Ok. have many many more things I could complain about, but I'll stop here. I don't mean to complain, but this is the best forum I have for working through my own thoughts. The people I love who read this need to realize that this is just a rough cut: my visceral reactions. Now it's true of course, that I can edit on here and I usually do, some things, I think, need to be expressed just as we feel them. So if you love me, forgive me and go on to another post. Man oh man I want to go home..
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