No, come to Singapore! There is no winter, EVER.

Not enough hours of sleep because of a splitting headache probably to do with how much I think about school. It's a "pounding headache that urges vomit", too.

I'm trying to plan my classes for the next semester (IF I can even go... ) and just running into problem after problem after problem...hnng. It's just making me feel like it's not even worth it to try planning. I mean, 90% chance I can't afford to go another semester anyway. It's hard enough to keep up the motivation to even go into the classes I have now since it's not really for anything anymore. I want to just give up so bad but I won't let myself do it and it's really annoying. If I go next semester I'm just going to screw up my grades even worse anyway, since I'm already hiding the fact that I've been having too many problems with depression for the past year to do well in my classes. I went from a 3.8 GPA to a 2.2 in the past year and I've already for sure failed two of my classes from this semester too, so yeah that's going to get even worse. And I still can't find a job anywhere, because who wants to hire the socially inept girl with depression who gets sick all the time? Oh yeah please don't call my only job I ever had from three years ago, because I quit without notice after a month due to almost having a complete nervous breakdown because more than one day of interacting with people in a row was making me sick from anxiety. And I can't drive because of the same anxiety problems, so the times I can work are extremely limited, due to having to fit into other people's schedules! Ha ha ha god I am so useless

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Inept customer support. November is my 'time to fix this broken :censor:, tired of being patient with it' month with several products and goodness... nobody knows what are they supposed to do!

Forgot to charge my DS before work. So it just died 6 hours before my shift ends. FFFFFFFFFFFFFFF.

I am exited about the classes I am taking next semester, but I tried to pack as many classes in this semester so I wouldn't have to take too many in the next. Yet I am still taking 6 classes for 15 hours (16 is considered the "maximum" full load). Sigh.

16 is the maximum..?

It's not a "maximum" per se, but 12-16 credits is concerned full-time student status. Plus, everyone is doing some form of contextual education, which doesn't have a credit-hour amount. And they still assign a ton of work no matter how many credits a class is technically worth.

Rant: Effing internet advertisements. I mean pop-ups were bad but I want to watch a 30 second youtube clip, I DONT WANT TO WATCH A COMMERCIAL ABOUT CAT LITTER.

Could be worse. I could be directing these commercials. Could you imagine some cats singing a parody of 'dick in a box' about cat litter? 'Cause I just did.

Firefox + AdBlock Plus = your friend.

Some days I really feel like nothing is worth it.

Since saturday, our fire alarm has gone off three times. It should've gone off four times, twice today, but they appear to have forgotten about doing the test. I guess they figured they'd heard it enough these past few days that it bloody well worked.

FIFTEEN HOUR POWER BLACKOUTS MAKING ME MISS FUN FIGHTS

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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Wait no LET ME ELABORATE ON THIS

Fifteen hour power outage, no electricity

I have eaten:
One can of cold soup
One yogurt (before the fridge went cold and everything spoiled)
One pb&j sandwich

I have missed:
A Vortex raid I have been planning on initiating for a week
The double experience day coinciding with this
All freedom of socialization with anyone outside of this family and its cats

In light of all this I spent the past 15 hours doing the one thing I could do outside of eating/sleeping/hygiene:

I read books on my mother's nook.
Three of them.
They were all terrible, well-written but absolutely abysmally characterized/thought out/plotted Twilight sappy romance ripoffs. They weren't vampires this time, they were fae/aliens/grim reapers. Yes, the plot was basically this:

'he saved me/he protected me/we had to run when :censor: hit the fan/we had amazing sex/we had emo breakup/MORE AMAZING SEX/I became a faerie queen and he devoted his soul to me/I killed a demon in new york/more sex/we lived for two days in a sewer goth den/he bought cyanide pills and went to suicide against the head honcho demon/I went after him but appropriately timed tear gas ruined my special faerie powers/we both get dragged to the Big Bad and he offers to give up his soul and become a monster for me/NOOOOOOO I LOVE YOU DON'T DO THIS *ANGUISH*/my dad showed up (he's Death btw LOL) and gave me his scythe/I killed everything because I'm a faerie goth princess who is a daughter of death/I gave my scythe back to dad and he tried to take me away from my hot bf and I told him to :censor: off/dad fucks off to hunt the remaining demons/sex/end'

I read this novel all by candlelight.

I feel utterly sickened to the core and chances are if electricity ever goes out 'for good' I will probably shrivel up and die some sad, pitiable death.

Applied to HEB, and got declined. :\\ At least they replied back to me unlike Pet Smart or UPS.

Still waiting on my national insurance number, getting worried I'll miss out on some job opportunities because of this.

There's a few more business days before it's "due" (they said two weeks from mailing date), but they already messed up my application once for it and I'm worried it's happened again.. except this time, it has copies of my visa and passport.

Blah, paranoid about sending off stuff like that in the mail.

Screws suck. Why can't I use nails on my computer?

Who says you can't?

Frank West, Ace Photographer.

He's covered wars y'know.