Monday, May 12, 2003

bah. 2 finals to go. my brain is fried. we just had a SUPERHUGE sale this weekend. so my body is tired as well.

me n bri had our 6monthaversary yesterday. seems like its been a lot longer.

but anyhow, i apologize for my absence. ive just been really busy.

Thursday, May 08, 2003

shit shit shit shit shit. my stats class. first of all, it took me fucking 2 years to be able to REGISTER cuz it's a high demand class. my exam grades consist of C,B,F. my HW grade consists of an F. meaning that if i dont get an A on tomorrow's final, then im basically FUCKED. and if i havent mentioned, i havent been to class for this entire section. fuck me. i dont fucking get it. damnit. add on to this little situation of mine... that if i have to take this stupid class over, then it leaves me a semester behind in my psych research classes. meaning i cant join a research group til next spring, leaving me short a semester for an impressive letter of recommendation for grad school. oy vey.

bringin me to the dilemma of which:::
option A: call in sick tomorrow at work. leaving me short to make my car payment.
OR
option B: pull an all nighter. go to work late. and risk my stats grade... meaning i might be stuck in this fucking school for another semester, being that they dont offer psych stats over the summer.

hmmm... car or school? makes yah wonder.

well anyhow, im off to spanish. damnit. i hate finals.

ugh. i guess im callin in sick tomorrow. *cough cough... sorry bitch, i cant be your fucking slave today*

whuteva. im working til midnight on a fucking saturday night. FUCK work.

i hate school i hate school i hate school. there's too much fucking pressure. i just wanna learn shit. not get this drilled into my head. i was to learn. understand. not just memorize. ugh. whatever. stupid grades. stupid overachievers and their need to boast about their scores. whatever. it's not the score that matters. its your level of understanding.

Tuesday, May 06, 2003

just when i thought it would all be over soon, shit. these past two weeks happen. not only is my fucking boss on CRACK. but she likes to be a bitch to us all with her nonsensical way of thinking. got into a car accident the other day on my way to school. motherfucker rear ends me and pushes me into the car in front of me. now ofcourse, my front looks worse than my rear. but there's no way in hell that his insurance is gonna cover the damages in the front of my car. cuz by law, i was at fault for hitting the chick in front of me. yeah. because i REALLY need this kind of stress right now. you know... since my dad got laid off a couple of weeks ago. and not like stupid robinsons may is gonna up and pay any bills. fuckers. but its k. he's workin again. but still. two weeks of income... that was 2K that our family has to go without. so guess who had to pick up the slack. but was i capable of doing that? um. no. swear like my creditors arent on my ass as it is. damnit. whatever. and stupid ass geoshities. i still cant post shit. fuckers.

but anyway. i just finished a final. i have 2 to go today. and as always, im functioning on minimal rest. 5 finals this week. 2 finals next week. and im fucking OUT of this place. [p.s. im only taking 6 classes... but psych teachers LOVE to have a "last exam" and THEN a final.] its about fucking time the summer came around. but damnit... where the hell is the sun?

forgive me for my absence. ive been writing a lot in my hand-written journal lately. i miss the smell of leather-bound paper. there's some things that i just can't explain to the masses. [ha. i swear like i have millions of readers. stupid girl.]

my sisters finally UNDERSTAND what the hell ive been going through this past year. about time. i love them to death and all... but human nature to assume. sucks to assume. but whuteva.

lately my only human contact has been with robinsons may employees and all our bitch customers. i really need to get the fuck out of there. but im lovin the girls in my department. im stuck again. damnit damnit damnit. but lately, ive had this urge to run a store. i had to purge paperwork at the athletes foot. helpin out bri cuz his superiors dont know what the fuck they're doing or how to run a store. it aint that hard. but these middle-aged retards dont seem to have a clue. i guess it just brought me to the harsh realization about my current employment status. and how pathetic ive become.

pathetic and fat.

but that's a whole nother story. and i have a stats exam to study for in half an hour.