Lately, my friends have been saying I look stressed. How can I not be when everything is contributing to my stress levels?
Just yesterday, I was doing my experiments at the lab when my supervisor came to talk to me. I haven't been getting results from my work (refer previous blog) and he jokingly said that maybe I should consider quitting, followed by actually this is my serious advice. WHAT~!!??
This was followed by a phone call to my boyfriend to rant but he was too busy doing his assignments...and when I decide to go out for dinner, that said boyfriend decides to come by to surprise me. I appreciate the gesture but it would be nice if I actually got to see him. I mean its bad enough we only get weekends and even weekends, he studies and occasionally I have labs. Now he says it doesn't matter if he doesn't see me at all. All I wanted was hugs and some consolation.
My only other alternative plan at the moment is clubbing tomorrow. Something that I really do not feel like partaking in because I know I have grown out of the whole partying scene.
You know, I am just sick and tired of sitting around and waiting for things to happen. I am getting my things organized now and hey, if things don't want to fit into my plans or try to fit in, then f*** it.
I should start baking again. F*** the cells. I don't care if they get infected. I am going to bake bread just for the sake of using yeast. ARGHHH~! If this goes on I am going to drown my cells in bleach. STUPID CELLS~!!!
I hate this.
Just yesterday, I was doing my experiments at the lab when my supervisor came to talk to me. I haven't been getting results from my work (refer previous blog) and he jokingly said that maybe I should consider quitting, followed by actually this is my serious advice. WHAT~!!??
This was followed by a phone call to my boyfriend to rant but he was too busy doing his assignments...and when I decide to go out for dinner, that said boyfriend decides to come by to surprise me. I appreciate the gesture but it would be nice if I actually got to see him. I mean its bad enough we only get weekends and even weekends, he studies and occasionally I have labs. Now he says it doesn't matter if he doesn't see me at all. All I wanted was hugs and some consolation.
My only other alternative plan at the moment is clubbing tomorrow. Something that I really do not feel like partaking in because I know I have grown out of the whole partying scene.
You know, I am just sick and tired of sitting around and waiting for things to happen. I am getting my things organized now and hey, if things don't want to fit into my plans or try to fit in, then f*** it.
I should start baking again. F*** the cells. I don't care if they get infected. I am going to bake bread just for the sake of using yeast. ARGHHH~! If this goes on I am going to drown my cells in bleach. STUPID CELLS~!!!
I hate this.
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