January 2011
6 posts
Have you ever seen the movie, "Philadelphia?"
I’m sure you have. But have you ever spent the last 30 minutes of the movie straight sobbing? And then looking up at your boyfriend and family and apologizing because you have no idea why you can’t stop crying? And then you wipe your snot on your pj-shirt and sleep in it? And then you wake up at 4 AM to pee and your eyes are fucking swollen? From crying for so long?
Grad School...
I leave horrible voicemails.
They are high pitched.
Way too wordy.
And half the time, as soon as the machine beeps I forget who I’m calling.
At least I can send a WICKED ass email though huh?
There's not a lot more frustrating for me
than making a statement or a point about equality for all people (women, people with disabilities, and gays are my main thing) -and getting:
a) a fucking smirk that mine as well just say, “well that sounds sweet.”
b) the other smirk that says, “USUAL NICOLE STATEMENT!!!”
c) a comment somewhere along the lines of, “things really aren’t as bad as you think they...