year 4, semester 1, week 6

Week 6 already ohmygosh! I am sick with the flu, and having very scabby skin. Sigh. I have three pages of nonsense to write for trade and investment law. I have homework due in week 7 that I have no inkling how to do. Well that's school life I guess.

Been watching re-runs of Grey's Anatomy. Meredith looks so tired and sad sitting there on the ledge, and she says, "You know, i think...i think we can't wait for someone to fy under us and save us. We have to save ourselves."

And her posture as she says it, says it all.

I'm so tired and sad as well, Meredith.

Don't think I don't notice,

That you are nice to everyone else but don't bother extending any form of politeness to me.
In short, you've never been nice to me,
And every word that you say to me I can expect some form of sarcasm,
You act like a big know-it-all,
I find you hypocritical,
And it fucking irks me,
And I've had it.
So don't. Talk to me.
I don't need to hear another word from you.