walked around my good intentions, found that there were none
Had my Vietnamese History midterm last night. It went okay. I hope. I fell asleep sitting up in a chair in my room while I was trying to study. I woke up like, an hour before the test. I was the first to finish, like fucking always. It always makes me nervous, like I missed something important.
OAR, one of my fave bands, is playing in Charlottesville TONIGHT and it would be FREE cause it's an outdoor venue and you can watch from this bridge, but I have to work and I would call in sick because I do actually feel like crap, but i'm really broke and I know they don't have enough people on the schedule.
And on Sunday I went shopping and afterwards had $7 in my bank account. And I bought a $30 sweater at Buckle that is soo comfy but i'm fucking pissed as hell because the bottom of one of the pockets came open, so when I go to stick my hands in it just goes right through. I already have two jackets with that problem, but they both belonged to my sister and are at least 5 years old. And I bought this sweater three fucking days ago and I can't exchange/return it because the store is an hour away. It just looks like shit plus my hand will be cold all winter : ( : ( I'm going to sew it up I guess but it still pisses me off.
And i'm just having a bad day in general. I didn't get any sleep last night and this morning I had to get a pap smear. And the doctor was asking all these questions trying to figure out if I'm anorexic or something because i've lost 20 lbs. since the last time I had a physical. Okay. The last time was like 3 years ago when I smoked pot everyday and I don't fucking know why i'm losing all this weight because I eat all the time. I think being close to 100 lbs is nasty too. But it's not like I look emaciated. So whatever. Also, i'm taller than I thought I was. I guess I never really knew how tall I was, I think I just made up 5'3" because it was easy to say but I am really 5'4.5" (164 cm).
And I have to go to work in an hour. I'm beginning to really despise work again. I would just quit and be poor except I need to save up spending money for Brazil.
And I don't even feel like doing anything anymore. Like, I just want to lie in my warm bed til kingdom come. Maybe it's just how i'm feeling right now because I am extremely tired and dreading having to smile at people in an hour. But yeah.
To end this all on a truly emo note, life sucks boohoo.
OAR, one of my fave bands, is playing in Charlottesville TONIGHT and it would be FREE cause it's an outdoor venue and you can watch from this bridge, but I have to work and I would call in sick because I do actually feel like crap, but i'm really broke and I know they don't have enough people on the schedule.
And on Sunday I went shopping and afterwards had $7 in my bank account. And I bought a $30 sweater at Buckle that is soo comfy but i'm fucking pissed as hell because the bottom of one of the pockets came open, so when I go to stick my hands in it just goes right through. I already have two jackets with that problem, but they both belonged to my sister and are at least 5 years old. And I bought this sweater three fucking days ago and I can't exchange/return it because the store is an hour away. It just looks like shit plus my hand will be cold all winter : ( : ( I'm going to sew it up I guess but it still pisses me off.
And i'm just having a bad day in general. I didn't get any sleep last night and this morning I had to get a pap smear. And the doctor was asking all these questions trying to figure out if I'm anorexic or something because i've lost 20 lbs. since the last time I had a physical. Okay. The last time was like 3 years ago when I smoked pot everyday and I don't fucking know why i'm losing all this weight because I eat all the time. I think being close to 100 lbs is nasty too. But it's not like I look emaciated. So whatever. Also, i'm taller than I thought I was. I guess I never really knew how tall I was, I think I just made up 5'3" because it was easy to say but I am really 5'4.5" (164 cm).
And I have to go to work in an hour. I'm beginning to really despise work again. I would just quit and be poor except I need to save up spending money for Brazil.
And I don't even feel like doing anything anymore. Like, I just want to lie in my warm bed til kingdom come. Maybe it's just how i'm feeling right now because I am extremely tired and dreading having to smile at people in an hour. But yeah.
To end this all on a truly emo note, life sucks boohoo.