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I HATE BEING ALONE ALL THE TIME! I HATE PEOPLE WHO SAY ONE THING THEN DO ANOTHER!

I hate the way NTs are supposedly "scared" of us! "AARRRGGGG!! !! HELP!! !! It's someone with a neurological disorder that I might actually understand if I could be bothered pulling my head out of my arse and looking up autism for 5 f*****g minutes! S/he obviously can't defend him/herself very well and has no-one to stick up for him/her so I'm going to defend myself against him/her along with all 50 of my dipshit friends!" Scared! HA!! If they think they're scared of US, they wouldn't last 5 seconds with an autism spectrum disorder, let alone every f*****g day of their lives!

What is it with people who change the date of something major like an exam to be moved ahead of schedule, and not send us any sort of email or updated schedule? We were given a copy of what was supposedly the "most up to date" syllibus, only to be blased in class for an exam I wasn't prepared for because I had though it was on the date indicated on the piec of paper that was given to me. This stupid oral communication that I am gauranteed to forget almost before it is produced taking precidence over something that's on paper where its relatively safe from the irreliability of my human brain has got to stop! PAPER, the thing on PAPER should be what's important!! !

Good god I know what you mean ahayes!

I abhor it when you make an effort to try and befriend people and they never once take the initiative to message you, even when you are struggling. If someone doesn't give a monkeys about being your friend, why don't they just f'ing say so. I don't f'ing care anyways. I have no time for those who have no time for me.

Dear King Street Market,
YOU ARE A BUNCH OF THIEVES! I paid $2.85 for a chocolate milkshake, but when called upon to actually make the thing you discover you can't. Refusing to refund the money because it's your policy is NOT acceptable, YOU can't serve your part of the contract, I should be given the money back. To hell with you, I guess if I need something like that fast then I guess I'm just SOL because I know I can't even rely on you to operate legally, let alone in a satisfactory fashion.

I posted some of this on another thread but I think it's more appropriate here. I'm pissed and depressed and will be for weeks because of this.

I just had registration for fall classes today. I get there 20 minutes early and am still towards the very back of the cocksucking line.

It didn't even matter for me how early I got there. They send us these registration cards in the mail and randomly assign three different times on the cards. The times on the cards tell you what time you are allowed into the arena. Then you have to f*****g stand in the line for your time. The people who get the card for the earliest time get there hours beforehand to guarantee that they get all the classes that they want. I've never been assigned the early time before although this was the fourth time I've had to go through this BS, they say it's random. The people in the later lines watch the board to see which classes are filled up while we stand there not allowed to enter the arena. I watched my first two choices get put on that board while I waited outside for twenty minutes in the motherf*cking rain. I had to get 4 classes. The card allows you 9, 4 first choices, 5 backups. I filled out all 9 spots beforehand. Only 3 of my 9 were available. I had to improvise immediately. I'm taking two languages next semester because that's all I could f***ing get. I'm f***ing stressed too because I hate waiting in loud lines then frenetically trying to race for your classes. I've never gotten the classes that I've wanted every single f*****g time I go through this s**t. I should f***ing transfer. I f***ing hate the registration process here. I’ve learned from the thread I started about this that my college’s registration process sucks even compared to most other places because most places have internet registration.

Because so many of my classes had filled up I had to improvise and fill out classes on the fly. If I had a semi-automatic on me at the time, the kill count I would have put up would have taken Virginia Tech right out of the f*****g news. I might have to choose a major based off what is available rather than what I want. It's f*****g BS. Every time before registration I keep dreaming about the classes that I want and imagining that the next time I will get in so that I can finally figure out what I want to do with my life. My college has a very good reputation but it's kind of f*****g pointless when you can't get into any of the f*****g classes you want.

The IT people at my campus are fu*ktarded. Every time we have a break they mess with the campus wireless and we have to re-register with their system or our computers have no internet access. I think my college might have used to have internet registration but for some reason they disocntinued it. Hackers or something, combined with incompetent tech people, and this is supposedly one of the top rated most prestigious colleges in the f***ing state. After being here I see that the reason for that is that they spend millions on worthless sh** such as these crappy art pieces to litter the campus than actually spending the money to help the f***ing students. I want to f***ing transfer. The prestige of the diploma means nothing if I can never get into the classes that I want. I might have to choose my major based upon what I am allowed to take, this sh** could have a massive effect on my future and it is pissing me off!

I'm sick of all this loneliness. I've had it with this life. I'm not interested. I hope I die soon.

Stupid... Pathetic... What is with people and 'virginity'? Who cares if you had sex! No one wants to know what you did in your bedroom Friday night! Gah... Who cares if you had sex for the first time, it's not a big deal, damnit! If I had sex for the first time, I wouldn't post in the adult section and say I had sex! Gah...

How can someone read your poems and letters and see you every day for 9 months, yet not come to care for you at all. It is beyond me, the nature of some humans who seem to have hearts as cold as a block of ice.

People who tell me I need to stop eating sweets, die please!! !

I hate NT blabber. I dislike high-fructose corn syrup. I have
quite the disdain for the conventional, and ordinary.

I feel compelled to waller in the agony of my mutilated,
farfetched endevours.