This past week has been a stressful one.

Tuesday, I went into work (at Mazzio's, by the way) and my boss randomly says "I need you to do me a favor." ...and he told me that he wanted me to go down to the Cain Center and pass out free pizza. I was very confused at the random task but I said I'd do it nonetheless--I don't think I really had a choice though--and yeah. The experience was borderline horrible because I had no idea what the hell I was supposed to do. I finally settled for standing at the table, plastering a fake smile on my face, being polite and such, saying the right thing, and passing out/monitoring the different pizza I was passing out. My face hurt for two hours of straight smiling... ugh... but I got a shitload of freebies-- the whole point of the Cain Center thing was free advertisements for local companies and such; Mazzio's was passing out free pizza in exchange of getting a commercial on a local radio station (that's like five minutes outside of Athens). Later on that night, the guy who hosts the radio station said that he was going to tell my boss to promote me, but I honestly doubt that.

When all the pizza was gone I went back to work, and walk in the side door to see one of the cooks and a dishwasher with mops in hand... and a huge ass sticky mess on the floor. The other personality spilt a large vat of tea everywhere-- I laughed about it for a minute before I went into work mode and... did my "thing." But when I'm in "work mode" I don't pay a whole lot attention to everything, and I ended up getting short changed by this fucker that talked fast who was missing most of his teeth. Twenty-five dollars! If I ever see him, I'm going to beat his ass. >:l I've never really heard of short changing, but now that I know of it, shit, stuff like that can get people fired! Don't people who do that have no coinscience? Do they not care that much to make a couple bucks and someone lose their job for it? Tony didn't fire me, thankfully, but... goddamnit I feel stupid.


Thursday, my English teacher accused me of plagerism. That's not exactly what I was in the mood to hear-- I mean, what the HELL, I'm fucking against plagerism! And that INSULTS my ability as a writer! >;l Why did he say I plagerized something? Because he found one of my papers posted on the internet. On a blog with my picture right next to it. Name, too. Well... a nickname, but he's a "college professor", he should connect "JapAngela" with "Angela", shouldn't he? Dumbfuck. The issue's been sorted out I hope since it's too late to drop that class and... yeah. If there is anything I hate, it'd be his class. I've learned nothing and I mean NOTHING from his lecture. The days he bothers to show up at least. I mean, what the fuck, there's a certain number of days students can miss before they're dropped from the class, shouldn't that be the same for teachers/professors? It's freaking ridiculous. Half of the class doesn't even bother to show up anymore, sometimes I'm one of those students. I'm going to REFUSE to take another one of his classes, EVER. GKLASJDKLDLKSFLSDFg

Thursday I also had a bad day at work, I'd fuck shit up-- mostly because my focus was ruined since I was worried I'd get kicked out of college for doing something I didn't do. Well, I did write the paper, that's for sure-- but I didn't steal it from anyone. Goddamnit.


There were tests and shit that I stressed over, and I might get a low grade in my Animal Science class. All because I don't pay attention to due dates... and I've done bad on the past three tests. I don't normally study, but I honestly tried on the past two-- I just didn't study enough, I guess. If I make a good mark on the final AND do this extra credit that he suggested, I might pull off a low B. That's better than a D, yes? :D I'm doing great in all my other classes-- History I'll make an A for sure, same goes for Bio Lecture and maybe Bio Lab (Price is a deck sometimes on the tests, and his grader nazis, I sweaaaar lol), and Chem is easy squeezy. But I think I might consider taking less course hours next semester... that might be a good idea if I start working more; I won't have enough time to do homework (unless I start managing time better, which I doubt I'll ever do.)


...on a side note, I painted my puppy's nails today. She was the only dog that stayed still long enough for me to do it-- I tried on the others, and they freaked out and ran off. Maybe they don't like the smell?

I feel like I'm left behind. Left out. Lonely. Unwanted. No one cares.

Where is my best friend?
Talking to their best friend.

Am I my best friend's best friend?
No, you never were.

The first they think about going to, the one they want to go to?
You're always the second or third, at best.

The one they want to tell their secrets to first?
No one wants to confide in you, ever. They don't even listen to your secrets.

The one they trust the most?
No one trusts you, no one cares.

The one they want to spend time with just because?
You're a jerk, they have better friends to spend time with.

...have I ever really been someone's best friend?
...you know the answer, deep in your heart.

I need a friend. I want a friend.
Will you be mine?


Just a spot of writing. I can develop that into a plot something else at a later date. I love when I'm in an angsty mood. :]

College is okay so far. I believe I'm on my way to making new friendships-- I even have a few "crushes." if only they'd look at me ;_; I need to seriously start studying... but I'm not motivated. Paying attention to test and due dates, also important. Fuck, I bombed a test and an assignment, both in the same day. WTF. At least I'm starting to like the Chem teacher better-- with his crazy hair and lame jokes that are still somehow funny-- even though I doodle cartoon versions of him in my notes. :D


You know, I wish I had the courage to start something between us, at least simple friendship, at most a relationship. But I can't even manage a simple "Hello" whenever I see you. We talked a bit the other day and that made me secretly happy inside, even though I looked restrained and distant on the outside. I want to know what to say to you. I want to talk to you more. Your eyes are what draws me to you, and your smile...

...you're just as lonely as I am, aren't you?

......why did you sit next to me, of all people, in that classroom?

Why me?

Why?

Why!?