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I've seriously decimated 2 different bathrooms at work today, multiple times. This is horrible. But I think that it's tapering off. Needless to say my wife brought tacos for lunch no lie. I can't make this up

It's been about 16 hours, and I still feel like I just finished crying. Fuck, last night was bad for me emotionally.

I fucking hate ticketmaster.

Haven't gone to a show in AGES, and last week fucking QUICKSAND tickets go on sale. One of my favorite bands, been broken up for 12 years....

Within a minute, they're sold out and going for $150 and up on stubhub and elsewhere.

They add a new show the next day and same shit - sold out within a minute.

Work is so slow and boring tonight, can't wait to go home. Also I hate browsing ILF on my shitty old bvlackberry, I need a new phone.

Classes start on Monday. OH WAIT, I DON'T HAVE ANY BECAUSE YOU FUCKTARDS DROPPED THEM ALL BECAUSE YOU FUCKTARDS PROCESSED MY FINANCIAL AID WRONG AND ERASED THE RECORDS OF MY PAYMENTS AND NOW I CAN'T REGISTER FOR CLASSES BECAUSE YOU FUCKTARDS SAY I OWE $1500 FROM LAST FALL.

i hate how people are starting to try to hit me up now. it's like, i leave in two days. no i do not have time to hang out with you. i'm extremely busy right now. i've been home for months, this is entirely your fault. i prob didn't want to hang out with you anyway and now i don't feel obligated to more than usual.

Still waiting to hear back from this company I applied to. They told me they'd let me know "early this week".

I'm pretty sure I started a fight with Kate earlier, because I wasn't awake for long, and I still can't fucking sleep. I was woken up TWICE before 10am by my parents actually BEING IN MY ROOM TO FUCKING BOTHER ME. And I turn into a fucking douche when I'm tired, so of course I gave Kate shit about something she said until she just stopped talking to me. Now it's been 2 and a half hours since I've heard from her. Awesome.

I'm losing my fucking mind being trapped in the middle of fucking nowhere, instead of in town like I was.

I'm nervous as fuck about Kate leaving for the semester, and my parents wont shut the fuck up about it. "When's she leaving?" "Is she free today?" "What's Kate doing?" Shut the fuck up. Monday, and I don't fucking know.

And to top all that off, I can't fucking get ahold of a fucking councilor to set up my classes for the semester.

Oh, and lets just throw in the fact that I can NOT MANAGE TO FIND SOME COMMON GROUND WITH MY SISTERS. They just sit around watching Netflix. ALL. FUCKING. DAY. I can't get anyone to watch anything I want to watch (or even consider it), I can't get them to do something else, I can't hold a fucking conversation with them. And they bitch when I play guitar, which is my last fucking bastion of sanity at this point.

I'm going fucking crazy. This sucks.

that sucks. I'd just tell your parents that you don't want to talk about her anymore. And man small towns are the worst, nobody wants to do anything because there's nothing going on, and there's nothing going on because nobody wants to do anything

I'm taking the gre tomorrow and. It. Is. Fucking. With. My. Brain it's like I can't be honest with myself about what's actually stressing me out so any other fucking thing that pops into my head turns into this hugely important and stressful thing.

Also there's this job that I appear to be pretty close to getting and I'm not sure how I feel about that. It's a research position with this organization that's funded by the coke brothers and is headed by this extremely libertarian professor from my campus. If I want the job I should call them back today to see what they say, but I'm not sure if I want to sell my soul just so I can get a good work reccomendation from a professor on my application to grad school. On the other hand, I have very nearly no work experience and haven't had any luck finding jobs with other professors, and a good reccomendation from a professor I've worked for would go a long way on an application.

BOO I JUST FOUND OUT THE OFFICE IS OVER

NO MORE BIG TUNA

CANT GET LOST IN HIS HAIR ANYMORE

I need to see a councilor soon.

I feel like the last few days, I've been showing signs of bipolar. I've always felt like I have bipolar, so I'm maybe just being a hypochondriac. But the idea of bipolar plays into another issue I've been having.

Shit to figure out.

Oh cool. I found out why my school says I owe them money. They didn't process my financial aid. But instead entered someone else's information into my account and sent me a check. Then in July they realized that the check the sent was a mistake and canceled it, so now I owe that balance. But they decided they should just stop there and not actually process my FAFSA. Which they didn't do in the first place because they lost all my paperwork. YOU FUCKS OWE ME $5500. PLUS RESTI-FUCKING-TUTION FOR ALL THIS BULLSHIT.

futuresailors wrote:Oh cool. I found out why my school says I owe them money. They didn't process my financial aid. But instead entered someone else's information into my account and sent me a check. Then in July they realized that the check the sent was a mistake and canceled it, so now I owe that balance. But they decided they should just stop there and not actually process my FAFSA. Which they didn't do in the first place because they lost all my paperwork. YOU FUCKS OWE ME $5500. PLUS RESTI-FUCKING-TUTION FOR ALL THIS BULLSHIT.

THAT'S BULL. YOU SHOULD GO CRAY.

SUE THE SHIT OUT OF THEM. IT'S THE AMERICAN WAY.