Good god this is going to be a long one.
Feb. 25th, 2010 10:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hellzabethI CLAIM THIS CORNER OF COSTA IN THE NAME OF THE NEXT 5 HOURS I HAVE TO WAIT HERE!
Though I have, in fact, been here an hour already. "But Pidge," I hear you cry, "What about your first class with Alison in which you were supposed to receive feedback on your coursework draft and also hand her in another one to look at?" Well mysterious person that is for some reason in my head and now my journal post, the answer is thus:
Because the world has a specific vendetta against me.
It's 10:30am and I'm already having a bad day. Firstly, I was an utter moron and didn't pay attention to the time again, resulting in my going to sleep at some point around 1:30am. Then, at 4:00am, I was awoken by my dog scratching on my door. We usually lock him in the kitchen because he does this. Someone forgot. Of course, I was not fully awake, so after putting him back to bed, I somehow got it into my head that I needed to get ready for college. It was 4:30am and I was halfway into my trousers before I realised "wtf Pidge, you have 3 hours left to sleep. Go to bed." I did. I was then woken again at 6 because FUCKING NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOUR'S CAT DECIDED TO CLIMB THROUGH THE DOG FLAP AND SET THE DOG OFF BARKING.
Finally, fell asleep again, only to wake up once more at 7:55am, 10 minutes before the bus arrived at the bus stop. Queue frantic dashing about the place.
But it's fine. I get to the bus, I nap for the hour it takes to reach college. I get to college, nip up to the LRC to print off the practice coursework I sent myself.
Check my college email account.
Oh.
That bitch.
"I won’t be with you for your lesson on Thursday 25th Feb. but you may see me in college later on in the day. I will leave a register in room 714 for you to sign."
Time stamp says 8:30am this morning.
My god. I want to kill something. I could have slept in for another FIVE FUCKING HOURS. My next class is at 3:15PM YOU UTTER COW. HOW THE FUCK WAS I MEANT TO CHECK MY EMAIL ALL OF 20 MINUTES BEFORE THE LESSON STARTED WHILE ON THE FUCKING BUS?!
I JUST
I CAN'T EVEN
INCOHERENT WITH RAGE.
WHY DO YOU HATE ME LIFE. WHAT DID I DO TO YOU.
Edit: Finally figured out how to get my comment pages to be un-journal-styled, so fics are easier to read. I'm going to de-anon lots of my stuff from the Kink Meme soon, so this will hopefully help.
Though I have, in fact, been here an hour already. "But Pidge," I hear you cry, "What about your first class with Alison in which you were supposed to receive feedback on your coursework draft and also hand her in another one to look at?" Well mysterious person that is for some reason in my head and now my journal post, the answer is thus:
Because the world has a specific vendetta against me.
It's 10:30am and I'm already having a bad day. Firstly, I was an utter moron and didn't pay attention to the time again, resulting in my going to sleep at some point around 1:30am. Then, at 4:00am, I was awoken by my dog scratching on my door. We usually lock him in the kitchen because he does this. Someone forgot. Of course, I was not fully awake, so after putting him back to bed, I somehow got it into my head that I needed to get ready for college. It was 4:30am and I was halfway into my trousers before I realised "wtf Pidge, you have 3 hours left to sleep. Go to bed." I did. I was then woken again at 6 because FUCKING NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOUR'S CAT DECIDED TO CLIMB THROUGH THE DOG FLAP AND SET THE DOG OFF BARKING.
Finally, fell asleep again, only to wake up once more at 7:55am, 10 minutes before the bus arrived at the bus stop. Queue frantic dashing about the place.
But it's fine. I get to the bus, I nap for the hour it takes to reach college. I get to college, nip up to the LRC to print off the practice coursework I sent myself.
Check my college email account.
Oh.
That bitch.
"I won’t be with you for your lesson on Thursday 25th Feb. but you may see me in college later on in the day. I will leave a register in room 714 for you to sign."
Time stamp says 8:30am this morning.
My god. I want to kill something. I could have slept in for another FIVE FUCKING HOURS. My next class is at 3:15PM YOU UTTER COW. HOW THE FUCK WAS I MEANT TO CHECK MY EMAIL ALL OF 20 MINUTES BEFORE THE LESSON STARTED WHILE ON THE FUCKING BUS?!
I JUST
I CAN'T EVEN
INCOHERENT WITH RAGE.
WHY DO YOU HATE ME LIFE. WHAT DID I DO TO YOU.
Edit: Finally figured out how to get my comment pages to be un-journal-styled, so fics are easier to read. I'm going to de-anon lots of my stuff from the Kink Meme soon, so this will hopefully help.
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Date: 2010-02-25 05:48 pm (UTC)YES INDEED, YOU HAVE AMPLE REASONS TO CURSE THE WORLD, FOR, CONSIDERING YOUR MISERABLE DAY, IT SUCKS ENTIRELY! HERE, HAVE SOME HOME-MADE PIZZA, I MADE IT MYSELF AND IT'S AMAZING, NO JOKE!
*offers home-made pizza*
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Date: 2010-02-25 06:24 pm (UTC)YAY PIZZA! THAT MAKES EVERYTHING IMMEDIATELY BETTER!
*omnomnomnom*