Asking my college's alumni association to cut all further contact with me: bitchy or justified? I just got some mail from them pimping Liberty Mutual insurance. Honestly, it's painful to read stuff like, "hey! look how happy our student body is!" and it's even harder to hear my dad blather on proudly that Emerson is sending me mail. These are four years of my life I would like to
forget, pretty much completely. Besides, it's almost like donating them money if I ask them to not give me printed crap and spend postage on me.
Also, will they even stop if I put in a request? Even a polite one? Additionally, I saw someone I really, really hate from Emerson
in my neighborhood yesterday, and I spent a couple of hours
convinced that I needed to move out of my apartment ASAP. I guess I'm over it, but I am still fiercely protective of my neighborhood, dammit, and I don't want lying sacks of shit mucking it up. I guess it's a good thing I'm not a violent person, as I hold grudges like a motherfucker.
Speaking of my social failings,
here are some lessons I need to learn as I, too, have my own "Bus Boyfriend." Except he's actually some guy outside the station that hands out free newspapers, and he hasn't masturbated in front of me or anything. I'm friendly to strangers - apparently too friendly for a young woman to be - especially ones that have crappy jobs. This has bitten me in the ass so badly that I ended up accidentally saying yes to "hey, do you wanna hang out sometime?"
It's actually really heartbreaking to think that I should stop being nice to people just because of the off-chance that someone will assume I'm flirting or otherwise interested in some sort of relationship (romantic, platonic, whatever), just because I'm young, female, and often out alone. Maybe I should get the biggest, most obvious wedding band in the world. Maybe it should have flashing LEDs in it.
Honestly, I think this situation is only happening because a couple of weeks ago I was lamenting to myself that no one seems to find me attractive anymore - other than my fiance, I mean. For a blissful couple of years in high school, I had a handful of guys actively pursuing me, and then it pretty much tapered off starting in my sophomore year of college. It's like I went to school and became tainted (I guess getting my tits cut off probably didn't help matters). So, to end where I started, Emerson College probably ruined me for life, recently got me into a super-awkward situation, and therefore they should stop sending me mail.