maybe, just maybe, im right: maybe he has a problem with me and i aint imagining things. But on the other hand, maybe he doenst and im being childish, waiting for a complement that will simply never come.

Sometimes i think maybe im not working hard enough, and my research really really sucks... but then i read someone elses and i mean! c'mon! Mine cant suck that bad!

And i cant see why i feel always left out -and mybe i am? -or why theres never enough room for me amongst everyone else.

maybe he just sees me as the "pretty but dumb girl", and that drives me crazy... i mean, i aint no genius, but my boobs aint bigger than my brains... oh, wait? never mind...

my relationship (maybe a non-existent one...) with my thesis advisor is simply pissing me off... 4 years, and i dont think he knows whats my research is about?! at least, thats the only exeplanation i can think off as he never ever mentions it, but everyone elses, oh, the're godamn brillant! So brilliant even when asking those stupid non-sense questions that just make me wanna stick a pen in my eye just so i can have some fun!

i sat from 9:50 (yes, he was late, as always...) to 13 something listening to stuff i already knew and to jokes that -really dude? -werent even funny... my dad was in the hospital, and my head was sorta elsewhere, but i manage to make the stupid study group! but then again, just not good enough...

i thought about giving up my masters, thought about changing advisors and about just sitting and asking him "what the hell is your problem with me", but i still dont know...

Ideas???