AAAAAAAAAIIINNNNNGGGGGGSSSSTTTTTT!!!!!!
Dear Live journal (said in an angsty teen voice)-
Yesterday was the worst day I've had in a long time... Just events, no details.
My plans: Go to be around 10pm, wake up at 7, finish what I need to before 8. Go print out my comic until 10, go to the costume contest at my school, go to class and present my awesome midterm, go to Seamus, eat of chicken and play of video games.
Now what happened. Got off work Thursday night, went into the comic studio to see who was there. Was talked into "Do work with us!" Got my computer, showed up there, Amber passed out (the first time) around 1am, Seamus and took her back to my place and
tried to get her to eat some of my last bits of food (she hadn't for 13 hours), she kept passing out, we took her to the emergency room, and stayed with her until 7:30 am, I go into school to print my comic (what WAS done of my midterm, not my business plan for the comic), and my computer dies. Crashes. When it tried to boot up, it would with a question mark. I take it into the computer support at the school, and they're telling me that Apple support doesn't consider my computer under warranty even though in my contract with them I have another year of service covered... So I can't get it repaired until this snafu is handled. I get a loaner computer (only for 2 weeks) from the Media center, and I've had such a bad day, I feel like I'm being patronized by the girl behind the counter. So I tell her, an can see the anger rise in her like Venom. She just wants to get me out of there and I just wanted to get out of there.
I'm on the brink of tears at lunchtime, and was going to spend my last $10 in my bank account on food since I cooked everything in my apartment on Amber, and my friend Camille buys me a slice of pizza and a coke, I sit and bitch to my friends for lunch time, almost laugh a little after I got a lot of it out, and go to class...
Luckily I wasn't the only one not done. Luckily I was the only one not done for legitimate reasons... Like my instructor cares about that.
Our video games and hot fooding action at Seamus', turned into getting to his place and passing out for 16-17 hours for the two of us Only to get up now because I'm like "Bitch! I gots shit to do!" Not really... But pretty close.
-glych
P.S. It looked like they couldn't save 1 file on my computer...So I have to start from sratch on both midterms, the one due yesterday and the one due Wednesday.
Yesterday was the worst day I've had in a long time... Just events, no details.
My plans: Go to be around 10pm, wake up at 7, finish what I need to before 8. Go print out my comic until 10, go to the costume contest at my school, go to class and present my awesome midterm, go to Seamus, eat of chicken and play of video games.
Now what happened. Got off work Thursday night, went into the comic studio to see who was there. Was talked into "Do work with us!" Got my computer, showed up there, Amber passed out (the first time) around 1am, Seamus and took her back to my place and
tried to get her to eat some of my last bits of food (she hadn't for 13 hours), she kept passing out, we took her to the emergency room, and stayed with her until 7:30 am, I go into school to print my comic (what WAS done of my midterm, not my business plan for the comic), and my computer dies. Crashes. When it tried to boot up, it would with a question mark. I take it into the computer support at the school, and they're telling me that Apple support doesn't consider my computer under warranty even though in my contract with them I have another year of service covered... So I can't get it repaired until this snafu is handled. I get a loaner computer (only for 2 weeks) from the Media center, and I've had such a bad day, I feel like I'm being patronized by the girl behind the counter. So I tell her, an can see the anger rise in her like Venom. She just wants to get me out of there and I just wanted to get out of there.
I'm on the brink of tears at lunchtime, and was going to spend my last $10 in my bank account on food since I cooked everything in my apartment on Amber, and my friend Camille buys me a slice of pizza and a coke, I sit and bitch to my friends for lunch time, almost laugh a little after I got a lot of it out, and go to class...
Luckily I wasn't the only one not done. Luckily I was the only one not done for legitimate reasons... Like my instructor cares about that.
Our video games and hot fooding action at Seamus', turned into getting to his place and passing out for 16-17 hours for the two of us Only to get up now because I'm like "Bitch! I gots shit to do!" Not really... But pretty close.
-glych
P.S. It looked like they couldn't save 1 file on my computer...So I have to start from sratch on both midterms, the one due yesterday and the one due Wednesday.