Starving
So, I found something I want more than women: food! I've run out of money, and I am starving. I hate watching all these smug assholes walk around asking for money for donations for charities and sending money to Uganda and Haiti and shit, while I'm picking leaves off the ground to at least have something in my stomach. I hate watching the dining halls throw out pans of food while I haven't eaten in 3 days. It's hard as hell to concentrate on school when all I can think about is eating something! Financial aid said my aid won't start for at the very least another month, but most likely not till November.... NOVEMBER! What the fuck am I supposed to do? The financial aid office was kind enough to tell me that they'll offer me a high interest loan. Goddam bloodsuckers really try to kick you when your down.
All food problems aside, my classes are slowly falling into order, and I think I'll be able to do alright academically this semester. Another thing I'd like to bitch about while I'm in a bitching mood is laundry. It costs me $3 per load (two loads, white and colors) to do my laundry in a dorm. I'm paying $800 a month for a room with 2 people living in it, and no personal bathroom. Why can't they give us some goddam free laundry machines?!?
Oh, and one last thing, I'm gonna have a goddam roommate. They finally sent one my way, and I'm not too thrilled about it. I was enjoying having some friggin privacy, but not anymore. No more jacking off to internet porn or sleeping naked. No more inviting women over to my room, either. Great... he's probably gonna be some jackass, too.
Venting feels good...
All food problems aside, my classes are slowly falling into order, and I think I'll be able to do alright academically this semester. Another thing I'd like to bitch about while I'm in a bitching mood is laundry. It costs me $3 per load (two loads, white and colors) to do my laundry in a dorm. I'm paying $800 a month for a room with 2 people living in it, and no personal bathroom. Why can't they give us some goddam free laundry machines?!?
Oh, and one last thing, I'm gonna have a goddam roommate. They finally sent one my way, and I'm not too thrilled about it. I was enjoying having some friggin privacy, but not anymore. No more jacking off to internet porn or sleeping naked. No more inviting women over to my room, either. Great... he's probably gonna be some jackass, too.
Venting feels good...