finals, grades, VBP and presents

So finals are over! Thank god! Although, I’m not sure if I can relax yet because they haven’t posted our grades yet. Bastards. I’ve been checking every day for the past week. I was hardcore stressing about them, I think they’re fucking with me. Anyway, until I find out just how bad I did I’m going to let you see the few texts that round out my crazy study time… Enjoy.

MY HEAD IS A BOX FILLED WITH NOTHING – Sent to Satan

Ugh. I just went to the library. Screaming kids everywhere. Thank god I didn’t go to study today, I’d be in jail instead of taking finals on Monday. – So true. Put it on a leash and shut it the hell up. Please and thank-you.

How dare SF#2 call and bitch that I can’t hang out with her. I have three finals on Monday and a paper that is destroying my soul! Really bitch? How dare she! – I got indignant, strange for me I’m sure.

I’m freaking out. This paper is going to be the death of me. All I want to do is play yahtzee on my cell phone, cry and eat peanut m&m’s while rocking back and forth on my bed pulling out my hair! – Flair for the dramatic. It’s genetic.

Those are just a sampling. I just want to know my fucking grades. Bastards. Well, since I’m “working” right now I guess I have time to also relay my story about my VBP status.

Lately, I’ve been feeling there was something missing. That something missing was me getting some ass. I decided to remedy this situation on Saturday night (while I was supposed to be studying for finals, horrible person, I know).

Bryan was coming to town and he would be the perfect remedy. The bastard decided to hang out with his friends from Wisconsin though, thus I had to do the drive of shame to Wisconsin twice. Once to get ass and once to get home.

All I have to say is mission accomplished and I’m not sure I’ll be going back there with him ever. It was ok, I mean it was nice and all. He did have the nerve to tell me after we were done that he felt guilty. Why is that? Oh, because he’s been seeing some girl for a while. Oh really? I made him feel like two inches tall (me being the emotional terrorist and all) by telling him I felt used and violated. Hee. VBP back in effect! I also drove Nel home and made out with him in his driveway. I’m a horrible person.

I just don’t care.

I should have called him a pleasure probe.

Tonight Satan, SF#1, and I are getting together to do presents. I’m excited. Not to hang out with SF#1. I love presents, I hate Christmas. Why do I want to celebrate my mortal enemies birthday? Sigh. Maybe next post I’ll tell you about my awesome FOB dream.

christmas, finals, snow anger

Finals make me want to run to the nearest window and jump. Logically it being winter and them being closed will prevent me from doing so. Also, if I decide to end it all I'm not going half assed. I could survive that shit. How pissed would I be if I ended up in a wheelchair but not dead. Pretty fucking pissed I would have to say.

Fuck finals!

I have three on Monday and one on Thursday, right now I'm trying to not shit my pants. I hate tests in general. I hate studying. I will probably pop a blood vessel on Saturday when I go to the library and there are no rooms to study. I will murder and maim someone. I MEAN PERMANENT DISFIGUREMENT!

I want to sit her and bitch and bitch and bitch, but I can't. Why? Because I have to go do my final review for my math final. I hate this time of year. FINALS, SNOW, CHRISTMAS? Go fuck yourself each and everyone.

Every time a bell rings I want to choke someone, no angels allowed. Hope they never fly.

group work with retards

New bane of my existence... GROUP WORK! I fucking hate getting paired up with incompetent people. I really enjoy that tomorrow I'm doing a group project in my InterComm class and no one is ready. It thrills me to no end. Normally, I wouldn't care but it's a GROUP GRADE TOO! Jesus people. I really hate today. I'm going to the library tonight to work out what I'm going to say. I will be happy when it's Wednesday. Wish me luck on not killing anyone. Over and out.