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so.
you'd think i'd be grateful for having a two hour break in the middle of my day... but i'm really not. i'd much rather just have my class right now and not have to wait for it to start.
that way i could get home around four. and not have to sit here in the library doing nothing just wasting my time.
i mean, i could do some homework.
or read.
but... nah. i don't like doing homework at school. the way i see it, it's HOMEwork for a reason.
and the reading.
maybe i will after i'm done updating my oh-so important el-jay.
i really don't have anything worth while to say. my day has been quite boring so far.
and i don't understand why people think my days are so exhausting when i'm at school for this long. in all actuallity it's about the same amount of time i was in high school. but only two days a week instead of five.
the work may be hard, but i'm not doing it in class.
therefore the actual class is not hard. people should understand this.
i'm not tired at the end of the day.
i'm not exhausted.
i may be in a bad mood, but it's not because i'm overworked.
oh.
and i changed my mind.
my algebra teacher = jeff goldblum PLUS jesse from full house.
see, at first i thought it was just jeff goldblum. but that was before i spent an entire class period just staring at him trying to figure out why he (jeff) wasn't enough. and who else he (the teacher) reminded me of.
... i know all of you care.
i'm super hot right now.
well, i'm super hot all of the time, but right now it's because i had to hike about a mile to my car (damn traffic) and haven't quite recovered from it yet. not because of my ravishingly good looks.
hah.
blah, blah, blah.
nothing to do.
i think i'm getting sick. like the gross kind of sick. like the constantly feeling like you're about to throw up kind of sick.
i felt like it all day yesterday at work. maybe it's because i've been busy for, seriously, over a week straight. i've only had two days off of work and it's only because i had school those two days. i'm resentful towards heather for never going to college and doing that to me.
it's just cruel.
okay, i guess not. because i did say earlier that the classes didn't overwork me. but, still. i need some down time. it's work i hate more than school anyways. old people are just too damn nice. all i want is for one person to get mad at me. that's all. but no one will.
i kind of miss it.
i even spilt tea on some lady the other night and she didn't care. all she said was that "accidents happen" and that i shouldn't feel bad.
i didn't feel bad.
but i did expected more of a reaction than that from her.
gawd.
but... anyways. about being sick. yes. it sucks.
whenever i get sick, it's always accompanied by an overwhelming amount of anger and resentment and downright hatefulness towards anything that moves or walks. and especially anything that talks to me.
so i think to say that i'm incredibly pissed right now is quite an understatement.
i don't know why i'm writing this much.
and if you're actually reading it, i don't know the reason to that either.
you should probably stop.
you know what i love about college? the fact that you can be an outsider and no one will ever know.
there are no cliques or groups or anything. you can be by yourself the entire time and it doesn't matter.
that's what i hated most about high school, i think. (well besides the spoiled ass wipes who went there with their head stuck up their butt the entire time.) the fact that if you were ever by yourself you were a loser. someone destined to be like that the rest of their lives because who in their right might would be seen with someone who's always seen with no one? exactly.
it was a bunch of bullshit if you ask me.
i wish i would throw up. i have a feeling that if i did i would feel a lot better.
gr.
i miss lots of people.
even people that i couldn't wait to get away from.
and i miss being able to laugh at and blatantly make fun of people's stupidity and immaturity. that was a lot of fun.
but, oh!
this is sort of random. but stranger things have happened.
someone today in history class gave me the best idea i had ever heard in my entire life.
see, she has this friend up at college station. and this friend is your average college student--completely broke. so what she does is she'll go to mr. gatti's at lunch time and take books with her to study and what not. then... get this. she's a genius. she'll eat lunch. then she'll sit around and watch cartoons, do a little studying, and just stay there. the entire day. so when it comes back around to dinner time she's there already and doesn't have to pay again to eat something.
this girl deserves an award.
how come i never thought of that? why am i so dense?
it's not like they could kick you out or tell you to leave or really do anything about you staying there for hours on end. you payed your dues and that's all that matters. they have no time limits or anything.
so, it's settled. i'm spending my days off at gattiland.
anyone who likes pizza, games, and television (in that order) should join me.
okay... i really could keep writing. but i'm going to stop. this is honestly the longest livejournal post i've ever seen.
and who would have known that it would be mine. crazy.
you'd think i'd be grateful for having a two hour break in the middle of my day... but i'm really not. i'd much rather just have my class right now and not have to wait for it to start.
that way i could get home around four. and not have to sit here in the library doing nothing just wasting my time.
i mean, i could do some homework.
or read.
but... nah. i don't like doing homework at school. the way i see it, it's HOMEwork for a reason.
and the reading.
maybe i will after i'm done updating my oh-so important el-jay.
i really don't have anything worth while to say. my day has been quite boring so far.
and i don't understand why people think my days are so exhausting when i'm at school for this long. in all actuallity it's about the same amount of time i was in high school. but only two days a week instead of five.
the work may be hard, but i'm not doing it in class.
therefore the actual class is not hard. people should understand this.
i'm not tired at the end of the day.
i'm not exhausted.
i may be in a bad mood, but it's not because i'm overworked.
oh.
and i changed my mind.
my algebra teacher = jeff goldblum PLUS jesse from full house.
see, at first i thought it was just jeff goldblum. but that was before i spent an entire class period just staring at him trying to figure out why he (jeff) wasn't enough. and who else he (the teacher) reminded me of.
... i know all of you care.
i'm super hot right now.
well, i'm super hot all of the time, but right now it's because i had to hike about a mile to my car (damn traffic) and haven't quite recovered from it yet. not because of my ravishingly good looks.
hah.
blah, blah, blah.
nothing to do.
i think i'm getting sick. like the gross kind of sick. like the constantly feeling like you're about to throw up kind of sick.
i felt like it all day yesterday at work. maybe it's because i've been busy for, seriously, over a week straight. i've only had two days off of work and it's only because i had school those two days. i'm resentful towards heather for never going to college and doing that to me.
it's just cruel.
okay, i guess not. because i did say earlier that the classes didn't overwork me. but, still. i need some down time. it's work i hate more than school anyways. old people are just too damn nice. all i want is for one person to get mad at me. that's all. but no one will.
i kind of miss it.
i even spilt tea on some lady the other night and she didn't care. all she said was that "accidents happen" and that i shouldn't feel bad.
i didn't feel bad.
but i did expected more of a reaction than that from her.
gawd.
but... anyways. about being sick. yes. it sucks.
whenever i get sick, it's always accompanied by an overwhelming amount of anger and resentment and downright hatefulness towards anything that moves or walks. and especially anything that talks to me.
so i think to say that i'm incredibly pissed right now is quite an understatement.
i don't know why i'm writing this much.
and if you're actually reading it, i don't know the reason to that either.
you should probably stop.
you know what i love about college? the fact that you can be an outsider and no one will ever know.
there are no cliques or groups or anything. you can be by yourself the entire time and it doesn't matter.
that's what i hated most about high school, i think. (well besides the spoiled ass wipes who went there with their head stuck up their butt the entire time.) the fact that if you were ever by yourself you were a loser. someone destined to be like that the rest of their lives because who in their right might would be seen with someone who's always seen with no one? exactly.
it was a bunch of bullshit if you ask me.
i wish i would throw up. i have a feeling that if i did i would feel a lot better.
gr.
i miss lots of people.
even people that i couldn't wait to get away from.
and i miss being able to laugh at and blatantly make fun of people's stupidity and immaturity. that was a lot of fun.
but, oh!
this is sort of random. but stranger things have happened.
someone today in history class gave me the best idea i had ever heard in my entire life.
see, she has this friend up at college station. and this friend is your average college student--completely broke. so what she does is she'll go to mr. gatti's at lunch time and take books with her to study and what not. then... get this. she's a genius. she'll eat lunch. then she'll sit around and watch cartoons, do a little studying, and just stay there. the entire day. so when it comes back around to dinner time she's there already and doesn't have to pay again to eat something.
this girl deserves an award.
how come i never thought of that? why am i so dense?
it's not like they could kick you out or tell you to leave or really do anything about you staying there for hours on end. you payed your dues and that's all that matters. they have no time limits or anything.
so, it's settled. i'm spending my days off at gattiland.
anyone who likes pizza, games, and television (in that order) should join me.
okay... i really could keep writing. but i'm going to stop. this is honestly the longest livejournal post i've ever seen.
and who would have known that it would be mine. crazy.