Due to reasons that are too long and drawn-out to get into now, I am EXTREMELY anxious about moving to Lubbock tomorrow.  It has nothing to do with classes or the actual SCHOOL part of going back to school and entirely to do with the place and people where and with whom I will supposedly be living ( Read more... )

I FINALLY got shifts at work and as a result worked Friday through Monday.  The first shift was all right - I was covering for Ryan who was sick and worked with Paul, whom I enjoy working with.  And then saturday I worked with Paul and with the new manager (but we were busy so it was cool) and I think I closed with Paul.  Which was... interesting ( Read more... )

 I'm going to the doctor's to make sure that my eyeballs aren't rotting out of my head or something.

I'm seriously hoping that whatever is wrong with them is something minor, but my eyeballs aren't something I'm willing to take chances on.  

I would like to speak to the person in charge and ask them why they felt it incumbent upon them to always have me get my period during finals.  There's something to be said for getting a bunch of unpleasantness over at once, but COME ON.

Apologies for the TMI.

 If it rains much more I am going to need Aquaman to help me to class ( Read more... )

 I'm sure everyone is sick to death of hearing me whine about art at this point, but I am just so frustrated right now.  I had every intention of just cutting my losses and dropping the class when I learned that the last day to drop was only a few days ago.  I go to do this and discover that I CANNOT drop it because I have a hold on my account ( Read more... )

I feel like my life has suddenly turned into a shoujo manga.   Christ.

Details to follow.  I'm sure I'm just overreacting to everything.  As usual.

 And now for something completely different:

AIIIIIIIIIIGH OH MY GOD I AM A TERRIBLE WRITER WHY DID I SIGN UP FOR A CREATIVE WRITING COURSE IN THE FIRST PLACE?!

Thank you.  That is all.  

 This weekend was not one of my better ones.  I had (and still have) so much work to do that it's ridiculous.  I should have done more stuff on Friday but I find it almost impossible to do anything on Friday except recuperate from the week.  I think I got some work done.  On Saturday I'm pretty sure I did nothing but work on one of my PFP ( Read more... )

Yeah... I went to art and ended up breaking into uncontrollable sobbing within the first five minutes and proceeded to either cry or be in a state of near-crying for the entire rest of the class ( Read more... )