I defy your paltry labels (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} chocklit_frog) wrote,@ 2007-05-29 18:02:00 |
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Argh, my mother is driving me utterly insane. Well this is certainly a change, far more often it's my brother or dad I want to smack. But seriously, lately I can barely take it, every bloody day she just takes everything out on me. I can't even write about this it makes me so angry.
On a lighter note, today in school we made pie. Apple pie, and also fake!apple pie. O_o Yes, I know. And we watched the Simpsons. And organized the English departments shelves. This is a waste of my life, I read books not-so-subtly under the table in Chem, hopefully the teacher isn't too offended. Speaking of books (when am I ever not?) I've been reading Dawkins' Unweaving the Rainbow in class to negate the guilt a bit, seeing as it is all scientific-like. That man is brilliant, truly, augh I must read all of his stuff. In the much more trashy realm of "literature", I've been reading Rainbow Boys, Rainbow High, and this morning as of 2:30 am, Rainbow Road. These books are in no way original or nearly as pioneering as the author seems to think, but what can I say, they are good entertainment. Also, I may be in love with Nelson. Who is unfortunately very very gay but, what can one do if not live vicariously? I would be reading more fanfic only my computer has come down with a severe case of something or other and I can only rarely get onto my dad's computer.
I'm traumatized, the other night I woke up entagled in my sheets and thrashing wildly, from a dream in which I was writing an exam on the 1905 Russian Revolution (which I did in fact do on the real exam) except I knew NOTHING. After I jerked awake I actually had to lie there for almost ten minutes to get my breathing back to normal, firmly convince myself that it wasn't real, and heroically resist the compulsion to leap for my notes. It was intense, i don't think I've ever had such a bad nightmare, it was almost a panic attack. I fear for my sanity.
I was supposed to have an interview at Wonderland today but they cancelled/rescheduled on me at the last moment before I stepped out the door, wtf. I appearently have jobs now at both Zellers and this place downtown, though still have to do staff training sessions. Meh, we'll see how that works out/what I may have to end up ditching and so on.
I'm in an awfully disconnected, ramble-y mood today, this hardly ever happens. I think I just need to get a life, and someone to talk to.
On a lighter note, today in school we made pie. Apple pie, and also fake!apple pie. O_o Yes, I know. And we watched the Simpsons. And organized the English departments shelves. This is a waste of my life, I read books not-so-subtly under the table in Chem, hopefully the teacher isn't too offended. Speaking of books (when am I ever not?) I've been reading Dawkins' Unweaving the Rainbow in class to negate the guilt a bit, seeing as it is all scientific-like. That man is brilliant, truly, augh I must read all of his stuff. In the much more trashy realm of "literature", I've been reading Rainbow Boys, Rainbow High, and this morning as of 2:30 am, Rainbow Road. These books are in no way original or nearly as pioneering as the author seems to think, but what can I say, they are good entertainment. Also, I may be in love with Nelson. Who is unfortunately very very gay but, what can one do if not live vicariously? I would be reading more fanfic only my computer has come down with a severe case of something or other and I can only rarely get onto my dad's computer.
I'm traumatized, the other night I woke up entagled in my sheets and thrashing wildly, from a dream in which I was writing an exam on the 1905 Russian Revolution (which I did in fact do on the real exam) except I knew NOTHING. After I jerked awake I actually had to lie there for almost ten minutes to get my breathing back to normal, firmly convince myself that it wasn't real, and heroically resist the compulsion to leap for my notes. It was intense, i don't think I've ever had such a bad nightmare, it was almost a panic attack. I fear for my sanity.
I was supposed to have an interview at Wonderland today but they cancelled/rescheduled on me at the last moment before I stepped out the door, wtf. I appearently have jobs now at both Zellers and this place downtown, though still have to do staff training sessions. Meh, we'll see how that works out/what I may have to end up ditching and so on.
I'm in an awfully disconnected, ramble-y mood today, this hardly ever happens. I think I just need to get a life, and someone to talk to.
