I have never felt so suicidly homicidal in my life.
This asshole and I are working on a project together. I did my best, but he wouldn't tell me what he needed. Last night he ordered me to do about three hours worth of work. I did as much as I could, but I had to go to a Celtic Thunder concert. When I got back, my dad had an appendix rupture and needed to go to the hospital. Today he told the teacher I didn't do any work, then accousted me in the tech room and tried to hit me.
I have counted 18 messages on my phone that range from downright insulting to threatening.
I am so upset I can't even breath.
I was so happy because of the concert. I was just so, so happy.
And now I want to die.
I hate him so much. It shouldn't even be possible.
~Tal
- Mood:
Torment