Okay, only about an hour left before Dexter starts (sigh....Michael C. Hall....so smitten by his sociopath-i-ness) so I better make this quick and snappy. Here's a picture of Tieria Erde, whose bastard-ish attitude has won me over. That, and I like drawing his hair.
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Anywho: I was having another one of my "drama filled" weeks and I started crying three times already for no apparent reason. It can't be "that time of the month" because I don't get those anymore; and not because of menopause (I have another few decades to look forward to that). But I don't eat well enough, and I've pretty much stopped growing or 'aging' [appearence wise] since the start of college. So I'm stuck at this teenager point of life, and believe me, it's not fun to have someone constantly check your ID or ask if you're actually attending college when you're trying to make a purchase on campus. It also means I'm emotionally immature and prone to depressive episodes. But then again, some bad things did happen....
-I bought CS3 for a really good price, but that damn adobe website won't load and let me have the serial number. Damn you, adobe, you've thwarted me once again.
-head ache. Very painful. I need to see the doctor, though I highly doubt those useless bastards would do anything about it. (Last time I got food poisoning the ass told me to go to the pharmacy and buy myself antibotics. Didn't even tell me what kind of antibotics I needed).
-Didn't get enough sleep because my roommate come back early and made another ruckus around the apartment. And then I managed to piss her off when I told her I was staying in the apartment for Spring Break. Up hers (sorry for being crude), I live here too. Plus, unlike her, I have no family on this side of the Pacific so where the hell does she expect me to go? And out of spite she said she was going to stay a few days too...well if she wanted to have privacy tell her to go to her boyfriend's house. Oh wait, but she's cheating on him....
Oh hell I'm such a bitch today.
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