In a cursing mood I am
FUCK IT
Fuck it all.
You know what? Today was shit. I really cannot remember the last time I hated life this much.
- I'm running on about 2 hours of sleep.
- I had my show today, and fucked up all over the place
- I failed a burning a cd, which is not that hard.
- I went to the library, spent like 2 hours working on a paper. Got back to my room, opened the file, and realized nothing had saved.
- Speaking of which, some sort of strange autoformat turned itself on, where, if I wanted it to look normal, I had to tab before going to the next line (otherwise the entire section would go with it) and press shift when going to the next line (otherwise it would be some strange spacing, one that is bigger than double)
- So I rewrite the goddamn section, very horribly. I only have notes from the first third of the book.
- Then technology hates me some more, and I'm 15 minutes late for class, which I suspect is going to hurt my grade, which, given the badly written last section, is already going to be bad. Except, since I already withdrew last semester, I can't withdraw. And I don't want to, because I enjoy this class a lot. I'm just going to fucking fail it.
- Also, the coffee is catching up to me and I feel nauseous as fuck right now. Ordinarily I don't drink more than 2 cups of tea in a day, and Sodexho coffee turns my insides to mush. For the past few days, I've been drinking 3-4 cups (at least) just to keep functioning. It's either that, or possibly that I'm getting sick. I'd rather go with the coffee overload myself, simply because I want to have a genuinely nice birthday. Last birthday was nice, except for me coming down with bronchitis and the flu the next day.
- And I still have a shitload of work to get done tonight.
At least I have this weekend to look forward to. At the same time, that time off from gettting shit done will kick me in the ass- I have a midterm next Tuesday, have to get two paper topics picked out and discuss with professors, go to advisors (one of whom is fortunately one of the aforementioned professors), send out applications for internships, and keep up with all the small shit that needs doing.
Fuck it all.
You know what? Today was shit. I really cannot remember the last time I hated life this much.
- I'm running on about 2 hours of sleep.
- I had my show today, and fucked up all over the place
- I failed a burning a cd, which is not that hard.
- I went to the library, spent like 2 hours working on a paper. Got back to my room, opened the file, and realized nothing had saved.
- Speaking of which, some sort of strange autoformat turned itself on, where, if I wanted it to look normal, I had to tab before going to the next line (otherwise the entire section would go with it) and press shift when going to the next line (otherwise it would be some strange spacing, one that is bigger than double)
- So I rewrite the goddamn section, very horribly. I only have notes from the first third of the book.
- Then technology hates me some more, and I'm 15 minutes late for class, which I suspect is going to hurt my grade, which, given the badly written last section, is already going to be bad. Except, since I already withdrew last semester, I can't withdraw. And I don't want to, because I enjoy this class a lot. I'm just going to fucking fail it.
- Also, the coffee is catching up to me and I feel nauseous as fuck right now. Ordinarily I don't drink more than 2 cups of tea in a day, and Sodexho coffee turns my insides to mush. For the past few days, I've been drinking 3-4 cups (at least) just to keep functioning. It's either that, or possibly that I'm getting sick. I'd rather go with the coffee overload myself, simply because I want to have a genuinely nice birthday. Last birthday was nice, except for me coming down with bronchitis and the flu the next day.
- And I still have a shitload of work to get done tonight.
At least I have this weekend to look forward to. At the same time, that time off from gettting shit done will kick me in the ass- I have a midterm next Tuesday, have to get two paper topics picked out and discuss with professors, go to advisors (one of whom is fortunately one of the aforementioned professors), send out applications for internships, and keep up with all the small shit that needs doing.