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janestarzIf ever there was a time I felt like shit, it is today.
Right now I'm supposed to be in a lecture but it is always so fucking boring. Especially this lecture on 'Mass Communication'. Let's do a nice impression.
"Bla bla bla fucking boring bla"
I'm supposed to make sure there's an interview being done with some political refugees and the officials are not cooperating at all. Which sucks. Then Dennis, from my class, decided I should do the interview [like no fucking way in fucking hell] and arrange the appointments and so on. He's in the lecture, I'm supposed to arrange. And he's president this week.
I woke up this morning with just this terrible ache in my arm. My right arm. I think the combination 'playing guitar like crazy' - 'typing like crazy' is not good. My elbow hurts and I'm so fucking RSI screwed up. And I am just going to continue typing anyhow.
Then TommyCee smsd me with bad news. I am SO bummed for her. She so much wanted to pass, but she failed and it sucks.
So I just put on Metallica with my fav song of them trying to figure out how the song that used to get me down is now supposed to pick me up. A real pick me upper this turns out to be.
I'm so in for Saturday. It means that this fucking week which will be fucking busy will be fucking over, and that Peter Pan will pick me up. So screw Metallica! Screw me! I need a guitar and a bf!
Tonight an interview for Masquerade with the Mirror People. Great. Can't wait.
Right now I'm supposed to be in a lecture but it is always so fucking boring. Especially this lecture on 'Mass Communication'. Let's do a nice impression.
"Bla bla bla fucking boring bla"
I'm supposed to make sure there's an interview being done with some political refugees and the officials are not cooperating at all. Which sucks. Then Dennis, from my class, decided I should do the interview [like no fucking way in fucking hell] and arrange the appointments and so on. He's in the lecture, I'm supposed to arrange. And he's president this week.
I woke up this morning with just this terrible ache in my arm. My right arm. I think the combination 'playing guitar like crazy' - 'typing like crazy' is not good. My elbow hurts and I'm so fucking RSI screwed up. And I am just going to continue typing anyhow.
Then TommyCee smsd me with bad news. I am SO bummed for her. She so much wanted to pass, but she failed and it sucks.
So I just put on Metallica with my fav song of them trying to figure out how the song that used to get me down is now supposed to pick me up. A real pick me upper this turns out to be.
I'm so in for Saturday. It means that this fucking week which will be fucking busy will be fucking over, and that Peter Pan will pick me up. So screw Metallica! Screw me! I need a guitar and a bf!
Tonight an interview for Masquerade with the Mirror People. Great. Can't wait.
