entitlement

oh what a long day, school (printing) then lunch including studying, then more printing, then meeting with the role playing group, then knitting w/ the nomad crew. the last event of the night was clearly the most exciting! i'm so exhausted now, not tired but just exhausted. i'm definetly thinking over what my schedule should be like next semester, because this half time/half time thing is really wearing me down. I just have so much to do I'm ready to explode. I don't know why I'm trying to do so much.

in top of all that, I'm absolutely nervous about my tufts app- a lot more people I've heard have applied. it makes me really wonder what kind of a person i am. if that stuck up bitch who was mean to katie gets in i willl be sooo pissssed...

on another topic, one which has troubled me for some time- entightlement and learned helplessness. oh god i could really go on forever about it. my dad's side of the family (but not my dad, m ind you) is so increadibly self centered- somehow, they believe they deserve to be the center of attention no matter what circumstances, i think i could write an essay on different examples. for instance, my uncle who runs a candy store up in p-town just assumes that it is easy for us to drive up there and stay there for three nights- it's fucking expensive out there, and then they want to go out to the most expensive restaurant on the warf and expect my father to pay for it. the whole scenario makes me really sick. it makes my mother sick too. this is only one of the examples, trust me, there are many more which i could serve to you on a silver plater. so i started observing other things in life. ..
I have also met many people (and even a current roommate now) who have a very similar mentality- that they are entitled to everything, and if they do not get their way, they will let you know...oh will they let you know.

and the thing that scares me the most is becoming something like one of these people.

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