One
Stay at home, do the usual… Sit on this chair until midnight then decide to go to bed. Then instead of going to bed have a brief mental breakdown and fall deeper into depression. Definitely not meet people, guaranteed to be a miserable time.
Two
Go to the union, alone and sober. Possibly get drunk and cry or sleep in the corner, or possibly meet some people and have a good time.
So… I am literally forcing myself to go through the awkwardness.
Which gives me more of a reason to go to be honest haha.
Aaw man, I don’t know what to do. I go, I’m alone, I’ll get drunk, I’m a loser. I don’t go, I’m alone, I’ll stay awake until 6am, I’m a loser.
“Sounds like your girlfriend cheated on you and then called rape to cover it up. I’ve had plenty of mates accused of this bull**** in University because a “girl was drunk and didn’t know what she was doing”. Oh please…why is it always the guy’s fault?
If a girl gets drunk, gets behind the wheel of a car and runs a guy over I suppose it’s the guy’s fault too?”
That last line… I wouldn’t even know where to begin in explaining how fucked up it is. Urgh.
:(
I don’t understand where my time goes. I don’t socialise, I don’t work, I don’t sleep, I don’t exercise, I don’t make meals.
I don’t understand. I’m so disconnected from everything that’s happening at uni.
I feel hopeless and lonely.
:’(
Now I can’t submit it. I’m fucked. I finished it in time,too. I just fucked up the references.
FML
