Update for those who care
Nothing huge and significant has happened to me, just a few teeny changes.
Finals are over and I am predicting an A, B, and C for my three classes. I actually deserve a B for the class I will be getting the C in, but since my teacher is an anal, up-tight, dutch asshole who uses attendance as a weapon...I will be getting a lower grade. Sure, I've handed in all the work in the class completed with great effort especially since it was an 8 o'clock class that I had three times a week that I loathed because my classmates were nerds, my teacher was a smug bastard, and I suck at 3D (that was the class...an INTRODUCTORY class...) But, even though I have done all he asks, the fact that I am over the limit in absences, I am totally screwed. Hmmm...I'm an adult, if the work gets done, then you can kiss my ass if I slept through my alarm a couple of times.....but I digress...(can you tell this subject makes me want to set the man on fire?)
Jesus is moving out. That would be Jessica my religious roommate...she has gotten so bad that we just call her Jesus now. I am SO thankful that she will be moving out this week, but of course she has to piss me off before she leaves.
All the bills are in her name and apparently she has elected Beth to take them on (fine with me, less stress for my poor brain), but she was planning on taking back the cable box before she left. Now, wrap your brain around this. That would leave Beth, Cassie and I without cable for the remainder of the summer...and we're all staying....but we'd still be paying for it?! Hmm, I guess she thinks we're all dumbass bitches who won't be responsible enough to take care of it. Damn she makes me angry! Then she got 26$ back from the cable company because we have been paying a little too much (thanks Jesus for the great math!), and she plans on pocketing it! Now, if you were truly a woman of God, would you be THIS passive aggressive? No, I don't believe so. But, that's ok. When she's not looking I'm going to change her desk top to a picture of either Satan or a giant penis! Maybe Satan WITH a giant penis! Ha! Take THAT Jesus!
As for the love life...still nothing. I see the ex every now and then, but I can see that going up in a huge wall of flames, so that might not be the smartest road to take. I still am talking to Joshua on myspace. He's still planning on moving here from Colorado in July! I am SO excited!! I may be looking WAY too into this and giving my hopes up, but it's hard not to. The man is HUGELY talented, and passionate about what he does (I LOVE that, and have yet to find it in a guy!), he's adorable, doesn't smoke, funny as hell and not afraid to give me a hard time, and just as excited to meet me. This could be wonderful, and it could fizzle big time. I'm torn with either being hopeful or being realistic. Should I expect the worst and hope for the best? I don't know. All I know is that it is torture trying to keep myself from getting giddy and girly about it all. I have been screwed over SO MANY TIMES. I guess the upside is that I won't be surprised if I get screwed over again....damn. It's depressing that I have been whittled down to that. But, now I am babbling. So, off to bed with me!
Finals are over and I am predicting an A, B, and C for my three classes. I actually deserve a B for the class I will be getting the C in, but since my teacher is an anal, up-tight, dutch asshole who uses attendance as a weapon...I will be getting a lower grade. Sure, I've handed in all the work in the class completed with great effort especially since it was an 8 o'clock class that I had three times a week that I loathed because my classmates were nerds, my teacher was a smug bastard, and I suck at 3D (that was the class...an INTRODUCTORY class...) But, even though I have done all he asks, the fact that I am over the limit in absences, I am totally screwed. Hmmm...I'm an adult, if the work gets done, then you can kiss my ass if I slept through my alarm a couple of times.....but I digress...(can you tell this subject makes me want to set the man on fire?)
Jesus is moving out. That would be Jessica my religious roommate...she has gotten so bad that we just call her Jesus now. I am SO thankful that she will be moving out this week, but of course she has to piss me off before she leaves.
All the bills are in her name and apparently she has elected Beth to take them on (fine with me, less stress for my poor brain), but she was planning on taking back the cable box before she left. Now, wrap your brain around this. That would leave Beth, Cassie and I without cable for the remainder of the summer...and we're all staying....but we'd still be paying for it?! Hmm, I guess she thinks we're all dumbass bitches who won't be responsible enough to take care of it. Damn she makes me angry! Then she got 26$ back from the cable company because we have been paying a little too much (thanks Jesus for the great math!), and she plans on pocketing it! Now, if you were truly a woman of God, would you be THIS passive aggressive? No, I don't believe so. But, that's ok. When she's not looking I'm going to change her desk top to a picture of either Satan or a giant penis! Maybe Satan WITH a giant penis! Ha! Take THAT Jesus!
As for the love life...still nothing. I see the ex every now and then, but I can see that going up in a huge wall of flames, so that might not be the smartest road to take. I still am talking to Joshua on myspace. He's still planning on moving here from Colorado in July! I am SO excited!! I may be looking WAY too into this and giving my hopes up, but it's hard not to. The man is HUGELY talented, and passionate about what he does (I LOVE that, and have yet to find it in a guy!), he's adorable, doesn't smoke, funny as hell and not afraid to give me a hard time, and just as excited to meet me. This could be wonderful, and it could fizzle big time. I'm torn with either being hopeful or being realistic. Should I expect the worst and hope for the best? I don't know. All I know is that it is torture trying to keep myself from getting giddy and girly about it all. I have been screwed over SO MANY TIMES. I guess the upside is that I won't be surprised if I get screwed over again....damn. It's depressing that I have been whittled down to that. But, now I am babbling. So, off to bed with me!