Today sucked...
So...today really sucked. Started class again today. I always get so excited about going back to school and then I get back and...I hate it.
I got up today, late, since I didn't have to work, and cleaned my car, then tried to clean my room up a bit. Got wicked frustrated because I have soooo much shit. I really need to just start going through my stuff and forcing myself to throw things out. So, I finished that and got in the shower, got dressed, said hi to mom, cause she got home, and then the phone rang. It was my OBGYN telling me that they got the results back from my pap and I have abnormal cells on my cervix. This is essentially saying I have precancerous cells that could turn into cervical cancer if I don't get them taken care of. So I have to figure out when I can go in so they can poke and prod at me... Fun!
So I head into town, do some errands, get to campus, get a good parking spot. I'm in a pretty good mood. I get down to the coffee house and I'm talking to people. I brought the bag of costume jewelry and let the girls take everything they wanted. That was good. So then it was about 4, so I headed up to Swan Hall (formerly Indpendence) where it said my class was in room 306. So I trudge up the three flights of stairs, get to my room...and its' empty. Granted this was at like...ten of, so I figured I had a few minutes. I rechecked my schedule to make sure. Yep, right room. So I wait...and wait...and no one shows up. I ran out into the hall, check the other classrooms, and none of them have my professor in them. So I call up the TMD department and talk to Val, the secretary. She tells me that the class is actually in a different building completely. So I shove my shit in my bag, run across campus, run up another three flights of stairs, and burst into a room of perfectly prepped sorostitutes, who all stare at my sweaty and breathless state with disgust. Kapstein then directs me to sit in the very front of the classroom, and I can hear the whispers behind me from the stepford wives, most of whom I know, but can never remember their names as they ALL LOOK THE SAME!!!
I always forget how much I hate the girls in my major until I"m back in class, surrounded by them. They're all so...common...and stupid. I always feel like I'm surrounded by cattle when I'm sitting in class with them. So yeah...so I sit through the class, listening to Kapstein talk about Fashion Forecasting and I feel horribly out of place. Let's just say I stand out a bit in these classes. Then she assigns us two chapters out of the book for next Wednesday, and it dawns on me...I NEED TO BUY BOOKS! I always forget to save money and then come school time, I'm fucked. So I'm going to have to try and borrow money from my parents and slowly pay them back over the next few months, because I just don't have it. And it makes me angry that I have to buy all these books, since half the time we never even use them. I usually wait a few weeks to see, but I need to find out tonight if my parents can lend me money. Also, I checked my bank balance today and I'm so broke it's not even funny. It's pretty much going to be choosing between cigarettes or food the next few weeks. At least I bought a bunch of booze before I was broke, so it's safely at Nate's house.
There's a bunch of other stupid shit that happened today, but I'm so mentally exhausted, I don't even feel like getting into it now. I have to be to work at 8 in the morning and the very thought of that, followed by me driving up to Providence immediately afterward is making me want to vomit... Or maybe it was Ronzio's nasty pizza I had for dinner. Alright, I'm gonna go home to an empty house now. Ugh...
I got up today, late, since I didn't have to work, and cleaned my car, then tried to clean my room up a bit. Got wicked frustrated because I have soooo much shit. I really need to just start going through my stuff and forcing myself to throw things out. So, I finished that and got in the shower, got dressed, said hi to mom, cause she got home, and then the phone rang. It was my OBGYN telling me that they got the results back from my pap and I have abnormal cells on my cervix. This is essentially saying I have precancerous cells that could turn into cervical cancer if I don't get them taken care of. So I have to figure out when I can go in so they can poke and prod at me... Fun!
So I head into town, do some errands, get to campus, get a good parking spot. I'm in a pretty good mood. I get down to the coffee house and I'm talking to people. I brought the bag of costume jewelry and let the girls take everything they wanted. That was good. So then it was about 4, so I headed up to Swan Hall (formerly Indpendence) where it said my class was in room 306. So I trudge up the three flights of stairs, get to my room...and its' empty. Granted this was at like...ten of, so I figured I had a few minutes. I rechecked my schedule to make sure. Yep, right room. So I wait...and wait...and no one shows up. I ran out into the hall, check the other classrooms, and none of them have my professor in them. So I call up the TMD department and talk to Val, the secretary. She tells me that the class is actually in a different building completely. So I shove my shit in my bag, run across campus, run up another three flights of stairs, and burst into a room of perfectly prepped sorostitutes, who all stare at my sweaty and breathless state with disgust. Kapstein then directs me to sit in the very front of the classroom, and I can hear the whispers behind me from the stepford wives, most of whom I know, but can never remember their names as they ALL LOOK THE SAME!!!
I always forget how much I hate the girls in my major until I"m back in class, surrounded by them. They're all so...common...and stupid. I always feel like I'm surrounded by cattle when I'm sitting in class with them. So yeah...so I sit through the class, listening to Kapstein talk about Fashion Forecasting and I feel horribly out of place. Let's just say I stand out a bit in these classes. Then she assigns us two chapters out of the book for next Wednesday, and it dawns on me...I NEED TO BUY BOOKS! I always forget to save money and then come school time, I'm fucked. So I'm going to have to try and borrow money from my parents and slowly pay them back over the next few months, because I just don't have it. And it makes me angry that I have to buy all these books, since half the time we never even use them. I usually wait a few weeks to see, but I need to find out tonight if my parents can lend me money. Also, I checked my bank balance today and I'm so broke it's not even funny. It's pretty much going to be choosing between cigarettes or food the next few weeks. At least I bought a bunch of booze before I was broke, so it's safely at Nate's house.
There's a bunch of other stupid shit that happened today, but I'm so mentally exhausted, I don't even feel like getting into it now. I have to be to work at 8 in the morning and the very thought of that, followed by me driving up to Providence immediately afterward is making me want to vomit... Or maybe it was Ronzio's nasty pizza I had for dinner. Alright, I'm gonna go home to an empty house now. Ugh...