This has been an interesting week (so far). I PASSED MY ACHEM TEST. woo.. barely. whatever. at least it's passing barely, not failing miserably.

I think about to elementary and middle school where shit was so easy, even I was making straight A's. even the first couple years of highschool I was still at least pullin B's. WTF HAPPENED TO ME???

Seriously.

I wish I knew what to do with my life. There's nothing that really makes me happy, and I think it's mostly because I give up things when they get too hard, except relationships. I work relationships until there's nothing left, and there's nothing to give up. But things like... hobbies. What hobbies? until college my only hobby was school. now what do I do? I don't want to be one of those people. I'm tired of being one of those people.

But the thing is, I am fundamentally uncomfortable in public situations. (shhhh yes I am)

eh whatever. this doesn't make much since but I'm out of it and sick of shit.

Sick and tired of being sick and tired,
Me

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So, I have a test tomorrow and I've been slacking. oh well.

I don't really know what to do with myself lately

It's kind of been sucky.

you would think, that since no one's really in town, I'd be more productive.
Nope.

I just fail at life.

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Dear Nutang ppl,

I think I've decided to start posting again as sort of a therapy. omg, write on your blog and feel better, world.

anyway, it's better than bothering my friends incessantly about my stupid self, and if they want, they can just sort of read it here. it's not really a confessional, but it can be.

so anyway

Achem's prof this time around is Dr. Gary Long, who is supposed to be very very good. Well, I guess since he made the course. I mean... he makes it not boring and I only sorta fell asleep the first time. lol *sigh* and he's a hell of a lot better than Tissue. my lord. and the immunology guy wrote the book so I'm a little intimidated by that, and I don't have my first test till Thurs, but I'm already starting to study (yay for me?).

Mom's giving me the silent treatment, so we'll see how that happens. I've got to learn to be good, and generally not bitchy, because this one's my own fault. like everything else. lol.

well I suppose that's enough for now.


Signed,
Me

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A lot's gone on, which I don't really feel like commenting on, because most of it isn't important, and I've decided to try and not dwell on the past too much.

It was the craziest rollercoaster ever though. If I was a theme park, I'd be sued for the deaths of thousands.

Most importantly:
I have to stop being a ho, with ho tendencies. And I've never been happier. Thank you, my red headed cracker.

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Okay, I was so pissed off that at noon on a Friday I decided, what the hell, let's let some steam out.

All right, first of all, apartment hunting is no fun. I want to grab every one of these little people and snap their neck.

Second of all, what the fuck so I'm an undergraduate. I read listings and it's like "No undergraduates, no pets" and I was thinking "what a wierd combo". Maybe I'm 30 years old going back to school. What the hell, I can't live somewhere because I didn't go to school earlier? But of course, I know they mean us young ones, with the parties and the things. First of all, I go to my parties, I do not host them. Aside from that, I bet I'll make a hell of a lot less noise than some brat at 4am. Yea, take that breast feeding time. At least you can call the cops on a party.

I should have gone back in time and told my mom and dad to fuck about 3 years earlier and this wouldn't have happened. Damn people.

Gr.

Grr.

Grrr!

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One of those entries where there is nothing but bitching.

So I fucking get home from work, and hey, my fucking internet is out.
So... I call and they're like "well I can't see the modem on the system.. I can send a tech out there friday"

this is sunday, mind you.

so yea. no internet at home. I'll be at the library a lot this week.

and man, I went to actually cook for once, and the element on my stove starts shootin sparks at me. That's bad right? So I have to call them and have them come replace it.

Oh, and then. my fucking exam grades aren't up. how long does it take to run a bunch of fucking scantrons? I mean jeez. I know to know what the hell I made.

On top of that, I am pissed off *constantly* by a bunch of incompetent people. Oh.. well.. we *sent* you the bill. Do you want another?

Hell fuck naw I don't want another fucking bill. By the time it gets here and I send it back, it'll be fucking late. Then I have to pay late charges.

You can pay by credit card.

Awesome. Here you go, ma.

Anyway, so now I'm in the library, which isn't bad. But the need for clothes and the bright lighting make me tired, not to mention freaking out every minute when someone walks by. I'll get used to it.

Man. some of these people are hot.

It's great being single. Not having to babysit someone's feelings all the damn time, or having to be on the phone for 2 hours a night, or drop everything in life for that other person. I've had so much fun this past semester.

Here's to a good spring.

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