MmmRRRRRooooOOOwww!
Dammit.
Dammit dammit dammit.
Today is my orientation for SFSU. Registration for orientation begins at 8:30a. It is now 7.24a. If it takes an hour to get to the school, park, and wind your way to Cesar Chavez Student Center, and I want to be early, what time should I have left my city 30+ miles away?
At 7a.
That was the plan: I wake up at 6.30, print a couple of things, we leave at 7.
I'm still at home.
Ramil asked me to call him when I woke up, so he could get ready to come get me. I called at 630. And at least 8 times since then. But he's not answering the phone! How am I supposed to wake him up if he's not answering the phone?? WAAAAAAAAHHH!!
Now I'm calling him every two minutes or so. He's not signed in to Yahoo! so I can't use those noises to wake him up either!!
I'm buying him an alarm clock.
I could probably call in a HUGE favor from Amber and ask her to go with me, but the 'guest' registration is for Ramil, by name.
Now I know for absolutely truly and really for sure: I need a damned license and a fucking car.
*pause to call Ramil*
Maybe he left his phone in the car? Nooooo, we talked before he went to bed!!
GRAAARGH!
This sucks.
Maybe his phone is silent? WHY!!!!
Fuck, I just got my own hopes up by making a noise in the phone.
I've been calling constantly since that pause up there.
I'm heavily considering calling and waking Amber up, as much as I hate the idea. Though, I kinda have this feeling that at about 8, Ramil will wake up in a panic.
It's weird: I'm annoyed, but more at the fact that I know I won't stay annoyed at him. Probably.
I wish I still had the house number, but it was in my other phone and I haven't bothered getting it again.
THIS REALLY FUCKING SUCKS.
I had a feeling that I should have told him to stay there last night, and I'd just meet him in SF.
Stupid phone, tricking me with answering-like noises that are really just tiny patches of static.
I'm nearly to the 'crying-in-frustration' point.
svshsflginu eth93pru8y[y0mq!!!!!!
Okay, now I think I'm actually mad.
I guess this is a return for being late that day I went to visit him? This sucks really hard. I just want to go to the fucking orientation that begins registration in forty-five minutes!!!!
You know what? I'll bet it's not really Ramil's fault. It's cosmic forces saying, "YOU LOSE, LIKE ALWAYS, BITCH!"
Dammit dammit dammit.
Today is my orientation for SFSU. Registration for orientation begins at 8:30a. It is now 7.24a. If it takes an hour to get to the school, park, and wind your way to Cesar Chavez Student Center, and I want to be early, what time should I have left my city 30+ miles away?
At 7a.
That was the plan: I wake up at 6.30, print a couple of things, we leave at 7.
I'm still at home.
Ramil asked me to call him when I woke up, so he could get ready to come get me. I called at 630. And at least 8 times since then. But he's not answering the phone! How am I supposed to wake him up if he's not answering the phone?? WAAAAAAAAHHH!!
Now I'm calling him every two minutes or so. He's not signed in to Yahoo! so I can't use those noises to wake him up either!!
I'm buying him an alarm clock.
I could probably call in a HUGE favor from Amber and ask her to go with me, but the 'guest' registration is for Ramil, by name.
Now I know for absolutely truly and really for sure: I need a damned license and a fucking car.
*pause to call Ramil*
Maybe he left his phone in the car? Nooooo, we talked before he went to bed!!
GRAAARGH!
This sucks.
Maybe his phone is silent? WHY!!!!
Fuck, I just got my own hopes up by making a noise in the phone.
I've been calling constantly since that pause up there.
I'm heavily considering calling and waking Amber up, as much as I hate the idea. Though, I kinda have this feeling that at about 8, Ramil will wake up in a panic.
It's weird: I'm annoyed, but more at the fact that I know I won't stay annoyed at him. Probably.
I wish I still had the house number, but it was in my other phone and I haven't bothered getting it again.
THIS REALLY FUCKING SUCKS.
I had a feeling that I should have told him to stay there last night, and I'd just meet him in SF.
Stupid phone, tricking me with answering-like noises that are really just tiny patches of static.
I'm nearly to the 'crying-in-frustration' point.
svshsflginu eth93pru8y[y0mq!!!!!!
Okay, now I think I'm actually mad.
I guess this is a return for being late that day I went to visit him? This sucks really hard. I just want to go to the fucking orientation that begins registration in forty-five minutes!!!!
You know what? I'll bet it's not really Ramil's fault. It's cosmic forces saying, "YOU LOSE, LIKE ALWAYS, BITCH!"