Right fucking assholes at united. Never flying with them again. I guess this is what happens when someone else books your flight
There is a group of girls outside my window recording whatever they’re doing (which seems to be nothing) and then playing it back. So I get to hear their conversations disrupt my studies not once, but twice.
Fucken social anxiety and lack of friends. I’m gonna throw back a couple of beers and try again in an hour.
One of the hardest papers I had to write. I think something about putting a word count on it instead of a page minimum makes it much more difficult for me to produce words.
Cramming a third of my class in one night. If successful, that means I can do the other two-thirds in two days. What a life.
ive never been so shocked to see something i knew was going to happen