Fury

Really Rachel? Was it necessary to eat the food I made for myself to eat for breakfast tomorrow so I wouldn't have to think about it and could concentrate on writing my essay and singing for baccalaureate and packing?

You laughing at me being angry does not really make it any better.
Nor does knocking on my door and telling me that maybe I should get a refrigerator, because guess what, for most of the year I got to use my roommates' and for the last three days of school I really don't think I need to buy one, or have say, rented one while there was already one in the room. and Don't tell me you think I'm mad at Bard and not you, because actually, I'm perfectly fine with Bard right now, I'm just really really exhausted, I haven't slept properly in a while, I woke up at 6am today and just wanted to not have to think about one more thing and not eat eggs again cause I've eaten literally 6 eggs in the past two days.

I've dealt with you all year. You snapped at me once, saying that you have only been nice to me because our adviser told you to, which then you said wasn't true with and the excuse for saying that in the first place was that you were high. You mooch all the time, you are always desperate for attention, trying to talk to people when they are clearly working or busy otherwise. You do not pick up on social cues or have any tact.


It was brown rice spinach and tomato with olive oil and salt and black pepper. I was looking forward to just eating that for brunch and just fuck.