Post This One To Failblog Stat
CRAP. Another fail. I accidentally clicked my Facebook link and zap went this post.
ATTEMPT TWO
No, my plan to create the world's probably first Gerard Butler/Jason Statham fic isn't my fail. No, forgetting to set my alarm clock back to normal time after setting the alarm is. It will not go off if it is left on the place where it is supposed to be set, nope, sure not. It won't wake you up in time for your 9 AM class and rely on fate to wake you up at 8:56 to smack you in the face and laugh at your defeat.
This is the third class I have missed this week thanks to alarm issues and illness (I have...something) and I also failed to attend an important meeting and I don't know how well that went over since it was labeled MANDATORY. I'm pretty sure it was just advising for next semester and I won't be here so...
Also, Hurricanes fail. Why do we keep putting Ward in anyway? He's the most inconsistant player on the face of the earth HANDS DOWN. He's good one, two games in a row maybe. Then he's just as full of fail as I am. Our goaltending at the end of the day is going to make us or break us, and as we head down the stretch and see our playoff hopes on the horizon, I think it is pretty evident that Ward will be a deciding factor - that and Eric Staal, or should I say Eric is he even in the game? Oh, wait, there he is, doing nothing, whatever.
So I have missed three classes this week already, two because I was sick with I don't know what (just plain exhausted maybe) and one because of my alarm clock failure. So it's 9:25 and I have class at 10:10 and I actually plan on going to it even as a shell of nothingness and failure. I just pray I do not have a quiz because if I do I will fail.
Also, I have a test in philosophy tomorrow and a short paper due, then a test in Modern Political Thought and a book review for Modern Asia on Friday. Why has life decided to kick me in the teeth this week? Not even a day off from classes (yesterday was advising day and all classes were cancelled) can save my ass. I get to go home for break on Saturday, but that is little relief. That break needs to have begun last week.
*goes to a corner and dies*
But I think installment one of the Gerry/Jason fic will be how they met. And it will be fluffy. Fluffy on crack. So...it will be a cerberus. It will be that insane. Or maybe not so much. But it won't be explicit, lol. Sadness.
ATTEMPT TWO
No, my plan to create the world's probably first Gerard Butler/Jason Statham fic isn't my fail. No, forgetting to set my alarm clock back to normal time after setting the alarm is. It will not go off if it is left on the place where it is supposed to be set, nope, sure not. It won't wake you up in time for your 9 AM class and rely on fate to wake you up at 8:56 to smack you in the face and laugh at your defeat.
This is the third class I have missed this week thanks to alarm issues and illness (I have...something) and I also failed to attend an important meeting and I don't know how well that went over since it was labeled MANDATORY. I'm pretty sure it was just advising for next semester and I won't be here so...
Also, Hurricanes fail. Why do we keep putting Ward in anyway? He's the most inconsistant player on the face of the earth HANDS DOWN. He's good one, two games in a row maybe. Then he's just as full of fail as I am. Our goaltending at the end of the day is going to make us or break us, and as we head down the stretch and see our playoff hopes on the horizon, I think it is pretty evident that Ward will be a deciding factor - that and Eric Staal, or should I say Eric is he even in the game? Oh, wait, there he is, doing nothing, whatever.
So I have missed three classes this week already, two because I was sick with I don't know what (just plain exhausted maybe) and one because of my alarm clock failure. So it's 9:25 and I have class at 10:10 and I actually plan on going to it even as a shell of nothingness and failure. I just pray I do not have a quiz because if I do I will fail.
Also, I have a test in philosophy tomorrow and a short paper due, then a test in Modern Political Thought and a book review for Modern Asia on Friday. Why has life decided to kick me in the teeth this week? Not even a day off from classes (yesterday was advising day and all classes were cancelled) can save my ass. I get to go home for break on Saturday, but that is little relief. That break needs to have begun last week.
*goes to a corner and dies*
But I think installment one of the Gerry/Jason fic will be how they met. And it will be fluffy. Fluffy on crack. So...it will be a cerberus. It will be that insane. Or maybe not so much. But it won't be explicit, lol. Sadness.