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It has not been my twenty-four hours.
Yesterday at this time I was staring despairingly at the three pages I'd managed to produce of the 12 page paper that was due at 9am.
I then decided it was the opportune time to watch Mr and Mrs Smith. I have an unexplained love for assassins that this movie played right into. The movie was great - it's a sin for two people to be that gorgeous. A sin.
Then it was time for Grey's Anatomy. That show is likewise great.
I went back to work on the paper o'doom, and around 2:30am and 8 pages decided staying awake was no longer worth it. I then overslept, making getting the final four pages done by 9am impossible. I ended up turning it in two hours late, then hurried to a study session for a heinous final. I got to work to find out I wasn't needed, and went home and chilled.
Then, around 4:30 I checked my email to discover an email from my college's business office enquiring about a $150 floral charge. I went WTF?, replied to that effect (only more polite) spent the next hour in a panic waiting to be emailed back saying it was a mistake, which they finally did. I swear, I was so scared they were going to make me pay for some random charge (which turned out to have to do with Homecoming, of all things. Wtf, school? WTF?)
Finally, I got my comics paper electronically back but am unable to find out the comics because it refuses to open on my stupid computer. I hate the idea of electronic papers.
Here's to hoping the rest of the week goes better...
Yesterday at this time I was staring despairingly at the three pages I'd managed to produce of the 12 page paper that was due at 9am.
I then decided it was the opportune time to watch Mr and Mrs Smith. I have an unexplained love for assassins that this movie played right into. The movie was great - it's a sin for two people to be that gorgeous. A sin.
Then it was time for Grey's Anatomy. That show is likewise great.
I went back to work on the paper o'doom, and around 2:30am and 8 pages decided staying awake was no longer worth it. I then overslept, making getting the final four pages done by 9am impossible. I ended up turning it in two hours late, then hurried to a study session for a heinous final. I got to work to find out I wasn't needed, and went home and chilled.
Then, around 4:30 I checked my email to discover an email from my college's business office enquiring about a $150 floral charge. I went WTF?, replied to that effect (only more polite) spent the next hour in a panic waiting to be emailed back saying it was a mistake, which they finally did. I swear, I was so scared they were going to make me pay for some random charge (which turned out to have to do with Homecoming, of all things. Wtf, school? WTF?)
Finally, I got my comics paper electronically back but am unable to find out the comics because it refuses to open on my stupid computer. I hate the idea of electronic papers.
Here's to hoping the rest of the week goes better...