Dear Diary,
Today I had yet another presentation with my so-called project partner.let’s call her Patricia?and I swear, I wanted to rip my hair out. Let’s rewind ⏪.
The presentation? Great. As usual, the professor said she'd send the marks by email. That’s not the problem, Diary. The problem is that I had to deal with Patricia after the presentation. Oh my god. I genuinely feel bad for Pinocchio because lying is a survival skill so why would the fairy punish him 🙄. As for me? I just blurt out the truth. And honestly? The truth isn't always the best option... but whatever,it is too late now.
So after the presentation, Patricia goes, “What did the professor say about our presentation?”And then she proceeds to spend 30 whole minutes.Yes, Diary, 30 MINUTES blabbering to the professor about her own research. No ear for anyone else. I stood there like an unpaid intern waiting for her to finish.
And guess what? One of our classmates.let’s call him Harvey shows up late, interrupts Patricia mid-ramble, and starts interrogating the professor about his own project. Again, not the issue. The issue is I had to WAIT ANOTHER 30 MINUTES. For Patricia! Diary, I’m not her babysitter!
Now here’s the part where I truly lost it. Important info: Patricia and I leave from the same gate. Keep that in mind.
So this girl who claims she doesn’t like Harvey and says he’s “cold”. But if you don’t like someone, why are you suddenly giggling and chatting with them like they’re your childhood best friend ? Make it make sense. And I’m just standing there thinking, Why are you talking to someone you supposedly can’t stand?Then Harvey asks me to send him a thesis statement I wrote, and before I can even respond, Patricia butts in: “Why don’t you check your old research paper?” Excuse me?? Are you my assistant now?
We finally walk out the gate, and this girl has the nerve to say, “Now continue your walk with Harvey.”
I—
WHAT?? Are you okay?? Who told you to play matchmaker? Who said I was lonely? Are you out of your mind??
So I snapped. I told her, “Stop it, you're giving me a headache.”Because she was. Because I couldn’t take it anymore.
I said my goodbyes, thinking I'd finally escaped BUT NO. Harvey follows me across the street.
Diary. DIARY. I wanted to scream. Why are you still here?! Now I have to suffer through small talk? Great.
And worst of all? PEOPLE WILL THINK WE’RE DATING OR SOMETHING. Are you trying to ruin my life, Patricia??
And let me tell you about Harvey. Let me remind you Diary he is the one who once didn’t want to give me his number for a project? Yeah, that guy is now glued to my side like an annoying little brother. AND HE'S SHORTER THAN ME. Why is this happening?
We get to an intersection and he goes, “Oh, Hailey lives here too.”And I’m like, “Oh really?”with zero emotion, then I walked ahead. He shouts “Bye!” and I say “Bye bye!” and I meant it like GO AWAY.
Diary, I need to get rid of Patricia. Not in a murdery way don’t worry. But in a strategic exit plan kind of way. Next time I see her dumb face, I’m walking out another gate and calling an Uber because I deserve peace.
Plus, I’m done playing nice.
I’m not your tour guide, or your damn sidekick. I came here to study, not survive social landmines every day.
Is basic decency too much to ask for, or is that a foreign concept now?
Oh Diary,I feel so stupid now. Turns out the next lectures are just presentation days, and guess who doesn’t need to be there? Me. All this emotional damage for nothing.Now I will stay at home, unbothered, far away from Patricia. But you know what? I’ll take it as a small victory . At least I don’t have to see her stupid face again or order an Uber.Thank God for that.
Sometimes I feel that Patricia is so delusional it’s almost a tragedy. She genuinely thinks she’s hilarious, but it’s like watching someone tell the same bad joke over and over, hoping for a laugh that never comes. My best friend warned me about her, said she puts on this “cute” act to grab guys’ attention , and at first, I thought my best friend was exaggerating. But now? Oh, sweet Diary, I see it. But hey, at least I won’t have to suffer through her “act” for a while.
Let’s see how cute she is when there’s no one to applaud her nonsense.
Fed up and officially out,