running on empty
Oct. 27th, 2003 06:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
urbandruidI feel like crap, and I do not want to go to school today. Actually I don't want to go anywhere.
I have a computers test today. I didn't study. I also don't care that I didn't study.
I ordered stuff from Amazon; it ended up in two shippments. One hasn't hit town yet; the other has, and is listed as "recieved" at the Amazon site and "accepted" at the post office site. One small glaring problem.
I don't have it.
I swear, it had better be in the garage, or I'm going to have to kill someone.
Oh, and as if I wasn't having enough fun? I have to see my crackheaded "guidence councilor" today, and I'm being dragged out to dinner with my grandparents. And crazy great-grandpa, who hasn't got a clue who any of us are.
I just want to curl up in a corner somewhere and cry, and I don't have the luxury. I also, you know, don't have a corner in the apartment that's clear enough to do that.
I have a pair of black leather gloves that almost fit; I really wanted to wear them today, but it's going to be 88. Oh well.
I also have a small Psi Corps badge, and it's perfect.
I'm almost totally set for Friday, just debating over which shirt to wear on account of the weather. Which is unpredictible and crazy. But I am mostly set to be a Psi Cop for a day.
I should be having more fun here, should be more amused by all of this, and I'm not.
Oh, yeah. Bombed the Algebra test. Mostly stupid mistakes, as opposed to "oh fuck, I have no idea what this is about!" (which is what most of my fellow flunkers have been saying.) I find out what it did to my grade today.
And all I have to say is my councelor had better fucking be there, and she'd better by gods sign that paper she promised me giving me back my priority registration. Or I will lose my temper. I really will. I try to hold it together, but I have limits, you know? And I think I'm about at them.
I have a computers test today. I didn't study. I also don't care that I didn't study.
I ordered stuff from Amazon; it ended up in two shippments. One hasn't hit town yet; the other has, and is listed as "recieved" at the Amazon site and "accepted" at the post office site. One small glaring problem.
I don't have it.
I swear, it had better be in the garage, or I'm going to have to kill someone.
Oh, and as if I wasn't having enough fun? I have to see my crackheaded "guidence councilor" today, and I'm being dragged out to dinner with my grandparents. And crazy great-grandpa, who hasn't got a clue who any of us are.
I just want to curl up in a corner somewhere and cry, and I don't have the luxury. I also, you know, don't have a corner in the apartment that's clear enough to do that.
I have a pair of black leather gloves that almost fit; I really wanted to wear them today, but it's going to be 88. Oh well.
I also have a small Psi Corps badge, and it's perfect.
I'm almost totally set for Friday, just debating over which shirt to wear on account of the weather. Which is unpredictible and crazy. But I am mostly set to be a Psi Cop for a day.
I should be having more fun here, should be more amused by all of this, and I'm not.
Oh, yeah. Bombed the Algebra test. Mostly stupid mistakes, as opposed to "oh fuck, I have no idea what this is about!" (which is what most of my fellow flunkers have been saying.) I find out what it did to my grade today.
And all I have to say is my councelor had better fucking be there, and she'd better by gods sign that paper she promised me giving me back my priority registration. Or I will lose my temper. I really will. I try to hold it together, but I have limits, you know? And I think I'm about at them.
