one heck of a crappy day
September 06, 2002 at 8:43 a.m.
Read yesterday's entrybecause it's not cheery, but certainly more interresting, and has a funny anecdote from Annie.
I'm just here to reveal that life does get stinkier, and I'm trying to find the humor in it...
Last night after I got home and opened up my massive homework assignment, I realized my $6,000 financial aid check was GONE.
Still sick, I drove around campus for half an nour, unable to find a pasking spot so I couldn't go scouting around to find it. I'll cancel it today... how easy is it to cash a $6,000 check? But that extra time in the car REALLY did a number on me. I'm still sick.
My mega hard Romantic music theory homework was looming and I still don't know how to do it. but luckily, my dad has a PhD in music so he could help me on the phone before I passed out at 9.
But get this - when I got home, tired and icky, I went to turn on the light in my bedroom and broke a very dear glass ornament - got glass EVERYWHERE - on my bed, all over the floor, in my backpack - and when I went to get a vaccum and turned it on - I BLEW A FUSE.
Had to figure how to fix that... and I think someone stole my flashlight out of my car - I still refuse to lock it htough. If you're pathetic enough to grab stuff out of the Love Mobie, you can have it.
And then one of the fun guys who I went tubing with called me and invited me to go play volleyball. Did people have time to do that back in the day?? They invited me to go bowling a few days ago... I don't want then to think I'm dogging 'em because they're really nice and who knows if one day I'll actually have time to go have fun again??
I didn't even call anyone last night to cry or whatever. I'm too too tired.
I'm tired of people telling me I'm a pioneer and this is making me stronger. If I survive my masters, I don't know if I'll have enough energy to do anything ever again.
I hitchhiked here, passed 4 of 6 diagnostic exams the next day, moved an entired trailer of stuff by myself (the file cabinent - the bed - the TV - all me!) have gotten heat exhaustion more than once, and I can't go play volleyball.
fart on you, life.
I have to race to school for another day of torture.
SUPERCRACK is sizzlin'.. and not in the good way!:)