READ THE FUCKING INSTRUCTIONS!!!!!!!!
I AM NOT PAID ENOUGH TO EMAIL YOU ABOUT READING THE ATTACHMENT YOU ASKED FOR IN THE FIRST PLACE!!!!!!!!
arrrrrgs.
READ THE FUCKING INSTRUCTIONS!!!!!!!!
I AM NOT PAID ENOUGH TO EMAIL YOU ABOUT READING THE ATTACHMENT YOU ASKED FOR IN THE FIRST PLACE!!!!!!!!
arrrrrgs.
and i thought i had nothing to write about today (aside from being inordinately sleepy but recording that for perpetuity is stupendously whinetastic).
what the fucking a with fucking stupid people. why why WHY is it so necessary to stick to the rule book!? are we so stagnant in imagination that it’s impossible to judge on a per-situation basis?! and you call yourself an educator!! bullshit. you can’t educate yourself out of a paper bag if even simple logic and reasoning escapes you. fucking idiots. i am So Damn Glad that my school district never put me through such nonsense. total fucking waste of tax money. energy better spent improving the school instead of dragging in the mud. god people piss me off sometimes.
unexpected me time. except i’ve got homework to do. and werk-werk to do after werk. boo.
got a new mech pencil today. and the 100 dollar arch book. inordinately excited.
- slept on the wrong side of the bed saturday night and the ribs have now been sore for two days. wtf.
- new tires (four dammit) and alignment helps. i can, like, turn corners without swerves. awesomicalness.
- still haven’t upgraded to wp2.7.1. hasslelicious.
- i need a plastic envelope thingie to hold all my coupons. nerd!
- anti-social again. because socializing is draining. even if i really do lurve you.
- fat. old age equates chunkosity. extherthise ith imperative!!
- i’m taking a course that explains to me my everyday job. the irony of that does not escape me. phooey on society.
- just paided the bills and am broked again. ah boo.
i do not understand what i do. for what i want to do i do not do, but what i hate i do.
- romans 7:15
I LOVE THIS CLASS. midterm is open book. and thus far i’ve had two lucky parking permit days.
so even though werk sucks ass, skool experience has been decently swell. damn that 50/50 thing in life.
zoned out for 15 minutes and they are still on the same problem. i hope this class is getting this stuff…the last thing i need is to give tech support to people who have no idea whether to debit or credit an expense account.
and in other news, zoning out has helped calm the storm somewhat. i prefer not to go through life complaining about shit. that’s just stupid and a waste of energy. so it looks like my current challenge is to ease the blood pressure when attacked by stupid people.
i support beating kids to put the fear of god in them. none of that “friend” bullshit. it’s called parenting, not friendship. until you’ve has demonstrated to me that you are capable of mature reasoning, your ass is doing what i tell you. period.
these pants suck. keep slip sliding everywhere.
general mills is evil. the low ratio of purple vitamins in every flintstones bottle is proof positive that they want children to suffer. because the purple ones taste THE BEST.
when did passion fruit tea turn so sour?!
it’s a monday — and i’ve nothing to do!! free!! free as a bird!!! free like william wallace!!
oh no wait nope.
i’m not going around raising a yellow flag or anything but damn china, fucking grow up already and get a life outside of tibet. they’ve got smelly sheep. what the fuck do you need smelly sheep for?! just for bragging rights?? what are you?! twelve?!?!
mouse is dying on me again. i don’t care. i will use those batteries till they die udderly.
- guy randomly gave me his parking pass tuesday night at skool. what a cool guy.
- it’s nice to one-up pretentious arses.
- and at the other end of spectrum, we have…we have people who balance out the “other” side of the bell curve.
- want a pair of hi-top converse. really bad.
- did not squee any muscles wednesday night. now i need to get used to the sliding sensation. else why buy dexters?
- house is a mess. still.
- there really is no call for you to be a dick. unless you are innately a dick. and i don’t think you are.
i need to stop laughing. seriously. i really, really, really don’t know why this whole situation is So Fucking Hilarious.
in other news, my family is crazy. they got your back — and they’ve no compunction against climbing on said back and ruthlessly crushing your dreams if they perceive danger. welcome to life!! as long as the shit isn’t aimed at you, one can sit back and watch the k-drama unfold. same bat time, same bat channel.
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