Live Journal is a nasty mofo
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. I HATE Live Journal. I had an entire entry written and this fucking thing deleted it. In the immortal words of Alexis Camp, "I'll kill you, I'll kill your kids." Heed that message, LJ!
Ok, brief re-cap, because I can't re-write the entire journal entry because I'm too tired and pissed off.
Sorry I've been MIA. I was sick, then it snowed, then I had midterms. I know you've been weeping into your pillows over it. I am hoping this seemingly interminable winter is drawing to a close. They (who?) say the temperatures will climb back up to "normal" next week and stay there. Praise Jeebus.
School is going well but I have virtually no grades which makes me anxious. Haven't gotten my papers for English or Fem. Theory back yet. Pray, my lovelies, please pray. This semester has been odd. I don't think I've had an inordinate amount of work (in fact, probably a lot less than last semester) but it sure FEELS like a lot.
Watch Sorority Life 2. I went to high school with Brittany, the pledge president. She's gotten about 10 seconds of airtime; it's disappointing, especially because she can be very entertaining...(midget wrestling with Lauren Messa in the caf., locking SMEB out of Room 6, the infamous Bible/condom incident). *Sigh* Good times. Good times.
Philosophy class: The material is great, I love the professor, but I long to fashion a shank out of a pen and the spiral binding of my notebook and stab myself to death during class. There's one guy who DOMINATES the class, which wouldn't be so bad if he could manage to be coherent for at least 30% of the time. It's not that he's stupid, but he just LOVES to hear his own voice, to the extent that he will (I'm not joking) raise his hand to respond to a question, start to respond, and then halfway through he stops and says, "Wait, what was the question?". He does this because he cannot BEAR to let anything pass without comment. It must eat him up inside. But today was awful, just the worst. He spoke, literally, every five minutes. People, I've never literally prayed for death before, but there's a first time for everything. I almost got up and walked out because I couldn't take it. And THEN, he had the unmitigated gall to say he thinks there are so many problems because "really, people don't listen to one another". HELLO?!?!? Pot. Kettle. Black. UGGGHH!! But, I'm sure he's a really nice guy. ;)
Until tomorrow...
Ok, brief re-cap, because I can't re-write the entire journal entry because I'm too tired and pissed off.
Sorry I've been MIA. I was sick, then it snowed, then I had midterms. I know you've been weeping into your pillows over it. I am hoping this seemingly interminable winter is drawing to a close. They (who?) say the temperatures will climb back up to "normal" next week and stay there. Praise Jeebus.
School is going well but I have virtually no grades which makes me anxious. Haven't gotten my papers for English or Fem. Theory back yet. Pray, my lovelies, please pray. This semester has been odd. I don't think I've had an inordinate amount of work (in fact, probably a lot less than last semester) but it sure FEELS like a lot.
Watch Sorority Life 2. I went to high school with Brittany, the pledge president. She's gotten about 10 seconds of airtime; it's disappointing, especially because she can be very entertaining...(midget wrestling with Lauren Messa in the caf., locking SMEB out of Room 6, the infamous Bible/condom incident). *Sigh* Good times. Good times.
Philosophy class: The material is great, I love the professor, but I long to fashion a shank out of a pen and the spiral binding of my notebook and stab myself to death during class. There's one guy who DOMINATES the class, which wouldn't be so bad if he could manage to be coherent for at least 30% of the time. It's not that he's stupid, but he just LOVES to hear his own voice, to the extent that he will (I'm not joking) raise his hand to respond to a question, start to respond, and then halfway through he stops and says, "Wait, what was the question?". He does this because he cannot BEAR to let anything pass without comment. It must eat him up inside. But today was awful, just the worst. He spoke, literally, every five minutes. People, I've never literally prayed for death before, but there's a first time for everything. I almost got up and walked out because I couldn't take it. And THEN, he had the unmitigated gall to say he thinks there are so many problems because "really, people don't listen to one another". HELLO?!?!? Pot. Kettle. Black. UGGGHH!! But, I'm sure he's a really nice guy. ;)
Until tomorrow...