wishful thinking

#420 Someone who will take a hundred photo booth pictures with me.

http://achoiceinthematter.tumblr.com/post/90511423/420

martydom

I wonder if I should just pretend I'm Christian. I'm tired of people trying to get Jesus in my life. I've got enough bullshit here, thankyouverymuch. One of my regulars claims that my family's financial troubles have been fixed because she's been praying for us... and also the reason she got a table for a wicked deal... I feel that were there some sort of all knowing deity, he/she/it would hardly be concerned with prayers about furniture, but maybe I'm just a cynic.

Also, a rather conservative customer was upset by liberal statements I made on my personal facebook, and now runs out of the store whenever he sees me. He asked my coworkers for my schedule, and thus far in a remarkable show of solidarity, they've only showed him where to stick it. Someone really needs to man up. It's not as if I'm allowed to throttle customers for bashing me on my facebook for not being a neo-conservative in an affleunt neighborhood. Frankly, I was just annoyed enough to remove the offending comments and delete him as a "friend," not that I ever really considered him one (I've never been a fan of people who insist I remember their drink order... frankly I've got more interesting things to think about). I really don't see why it's gone this far.

napervillians

I was sitting at a hair salon today getting an awful haircut (more on that later, I'm still nursing a migraine from the hairspray), and I was completely astonished by the overindulgence in this fucking suburb. To start off, everyone here is rich. My professors come to school on the Metra, while the students come in their BMWs. I don't get it. At all. Serving them is one hell of a mindfuck.. Anyway, as I'm sitting in my chair, the little girl next to me is getting EXTENSIONS put in. This kid could not have been more than 11 years old... and she was getting bleach blonde extensions. And as the hair stylist was talking to her, the girl mentioned her 5 American girl dolls. FIVE! One of those could feed a family of four for a good couple months. And the kid needs 5? I don't understand a community like this that can just throw money at everyone. It's a little jarring, especially when my parents are calling me every few days to say that we might lose the house. Arg.. now I need to find a way to fix this fucking Mrs. Brady haircut

i am a cognitive pariah

The new term has started. I hate first days. Going through the syllabus already dreading the assignments, not really talking to any of my classmates, and wondering if I'll get away with not participating... I'm already dreading my cognitive psychology class. It's supposed to be the most difficult class in the psychology department, but that's not what bothers me. It's the fact that I've become some sort of pariah.

No matter what I say in this class, I'm either ignored or thrown filthy looks. After an hour of this nonsense I went to the toilet to examine myself. Didn't smell. Nothing stuck to my face. Hair not terribly disheveled. wtf. There's literally almost nothing my classmates could judge me on. I'd never even seen most of them on campus. Yet I'm avoided like the plague.

Maybe I'll take advantage of this nonsensical prejudice and finally just speak my mind in a classroom. Rather than sitting in the back making snide comments to no one in particular, I'll speak up. What have I got to lose?