when you fix something broken and somehow feel like you’ve achieved something wonderful and you’re an amazing magical handy woman who can do anythang
Sometimes the struggle and frustration to follow conversations (in particular, group ones) becomes too much and I wonder what’s the point.
So this morning at 2:30am, while I was awake, in bed and on my phone in the room next door, my housemate woke up to two random guys standing over him in his bed,
tumblr has twice now recommended anti-feminist tumblrs to me - um excuse me? what is this ignorant bullshit, i can’t believe people are this dumb…. stop suggesting idiotic tripe to me! makes me want to slap some ignorant, whining, lil bitch who knows nothing about what they’re talking about.
When answering job application questions:
"What is your most significant achievement and how does this relate to the position you have applied for? "
I hate these type of questions. I don’t fucking know. I haven’t achieved any fucking thing. How about “Not falling pregnant by accident”, “Not getting myself killed”, “Getting out of bed today” or “Cleaning my room without getting distracted by the things I find”… *grumbles*
Half the rubbish collected, two piles of washing waiting for the machine and make up station cleared, decluttered and re-organised. 99.9% of the room to go… -_- musn’t.give.up.