I worked 11 days without a break. tomorrow I start school but I have pre-calculus at 8 am. fuck everything. I don't even have everything ready. I didn't even get to buy pants. whatever Before I left work, the girl who I had been avoiding for a month confronted me saying "I hope I didn't make anything weird". Well you did. don't try to date your coworkers, idiot. I hope she feels bad for herself, maybe even feel self conscious. she's probably never felt rejection in her life, because everyone around her has likely fed her praise and joy and validation, which you can see in modern times on her social media "you go queen" etc etc. but yes, I hope she feels that way, even if it's for a little bit. because chicks like her will forget your existence in a week and move on anyway. how often do they even feel like that? probably never. a fraction of what the average man faces at least. I don't know why I care though, I've never asked anyone out. I've never really had strong romantic interest. I hate the kinds of dudes that are desperate too like fuckboys and incels which after this fiasco and realizing there were definitely times women were into me, I've come to realize I'm not one. I think I found the label comfortable, but it doesn't apply to me. I really can't form any more thoughts right now. And I can barely write anything neatly at the moment.