TODAY IS A SHIT DAY, AND IT'S ONLY 10:55AM. Okay, first off, I never even went to bed last night. OH, I was too busy pulling a Stress Management project out of my ASS. I had to write 5,000 words on some bullshit project I had to make up, so I had to basically write fiction about my woes with sleep over the past month. LOL I got to bitch so much in it though, I was like, "Well I WANTED to sleep but then House was awesome so I COULDN'T sleep and I never sleep when I edit, I go like 3 days at a time without ever sleeping. OH and then Obama won so there was MORE non-sleep and this project has come at a really inconvenient time in my life." So I had to do that shit and then some take-home quiz and by the time I was done it was 7am (in all fairness, I DID dick around a fair bit, but still) so why bother sleeping. OH AND THEN, I accidentally fucking ripped one of my dresser drawers out of my dresser, don't even ask how that happened. My backpack got caught on it or some shit. And then I couldn't get my contacts in - I always have issues with that, you know. I managed to get the right one in but holy GOD it stung like a bitch! So I took it out. And I decided to wear my glasses because my eyes were so fucked and I didn't want to try anymore. So then I had to put my hair up because I only like to wear my glasses when my hair is up and then my hair didn't work and I couldn't figure out what to wear and thank GOD I remembered to print my fucking dissertation, basically, for Stress Management, and the printer? SUCKED. I DON'T KNOW WHAT ITS PROBLEM WAS, OKAY, BUT I HAVE NEVER HAD A MORE NON-COOPERATIVE PRINTER IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.
Despite all of this and despite leaving 15 minutes late because of it, I was only two minutes late to class. Film class. Where, apparently, we are watching Citizen Kane today. WORDS CANNOT EXPRESS HOW OVERRATED I THINK THAT FILM IS. I WANT TO PUNCH IT IN THE FACE. THERE, I SAID IT. Fine, it's aesthetically phenomenal but I can't appreciate it much beyond that. I do empathize with him, I really do, and I must say I'm enjoying it SO much more than I did three years ago when I first saw it, but really, in all honesty, I would have rather been sleeping. This is so not the greatest film of all time, I don't even understand where that comes from.
I am just very sdfkljhads in general right now. No time for stupidity and clumsiness and bullshit films.
Bright side: downloaded a shit ton of music last night. Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Sneaker Pimps, The Ting Tings, Roisin Murphy, Lady Gaga, Ben Folds, and Dido. LOVE. And I requested some Moloko and some MOAR Roisin Murphy. I can't find any Bird York fucking ANYWHERE so if anyone has any of her stuff and feels like uploading, that would be AWESOME because I have basically nothing of hers right now.
I NEED A NAP.
ALSO. there is someone stalking me because of my personal XF2: Wait for the Movie
video. He asked me out, OVER YOUTUBE, when I first put it up, and I just got another message from him, months later: "won't you, won't you, won't you, please reconsider!?!" no i, no i, no i, will not. TODAY IS NOT YOUR DAY. TOMORROW DOESN'T LOOK GOOD EITHER. ALSO, ETA, THIS BITCH ACROSS FROM ME KEEPS SNIFFLING AND FUCKING LEAVE, PLEASE. Go home, or just GTFO in general.
ETA2 - MY EYES HURT SFM.