What The Fuck?

So, much to my dismay, my blog has really taken a far back seat in my list of priorities... I know, it's as much of a surprise to you as it is to me... I mean, I end every night looking back on my day as if I were to be writing my blog (I even make semi-stupid witty jokes along with it! (Yeah, I got problems, and I'm not afraid to admit it!)). And yet... End of the night rolls around, and I'm bloggless...

Oh well, you're getting one now, shut up!!! Okay... Hrmm... Where to begin? I haven't blogged for a few days now, so there's probably loads of things I could talk about. And yet... I'm really not sure where to begin...

Well here's a start (it has nothing to do with my blog, but I want to talk about it nonetheless), I've seen some things. A coworker of mine was searching random stuffs on Google, and of course a lot of the initial hits were popular news sites and blogs. So, as fate would have it, she clicked on one of the many blogs. And when she was done reading it, curiosity got the best of me and I quick read through it... And you know what I realized? My blog is always gonna stay a personal thing. Why? Because I don't write about anything in particular... Everybody's blog that receives ANY hits has a central theme, such as music, movies, or sports. They all circulate around one main topic... I just bitch about random shit, and the seemingly mundane nature that is my life... Plus, all of these other blogs look so... sterile... What with their fancy-pants little lay outs, and their perfect grammar, and engaging text... pfft. I prefer the 'real' look... And by that I pretty much mean this... look around- My blog's got mistakes and it looks like shit, but that's the way I want it to look, so you can all go to Hell!

Anywho, I'm at work right now, and rather than continuing to strain my brain to remember some more important pieces of days gone bye, I'll just move on to the present, or as I like to call it: constant-anal-torture. Now, of course I mean this figuratively, and I have not had any object enter in/around my asshole (nor do I foresee any in the near future), but It's true, people have just been throwing shit at me (again figuratively... I know, hard to believe right? I ride the bus for over an hour every day, and nobody throws shit at me... crazy)! First, my architectural drawing class has been bothering me. The homework assignments are due every other Monday, and I'm supposed to be going downtown and drawing preselected buildings. However, between work and school, I don't have the time to hop a bus, go downtown, and expect it to be a light enough outside for me to locate any of these buildings... I guess I could if I really applied myself, but I don't feel like spending a few hours during my slim free time getting very little to show for it... So instead I've been using Google maps (street view is playing God!!!). I won't lie, I know that this is in a way hindering the true potential of these drawings, but if I've learned nothing this semester it's this: ...mathematical perspective is gay... And, this almost gos without explanation, I do it all last minute... So my TA wants to meet with me... I've never seen this guy before, I have no clue when his office hours are, and this class is REALLY getting on my nerves now... Plus, I've got a project due in art... I'm not quite sure when it's due... but it's coming... It was originally due last Tuesday, and it just keeps getting pushed back. I guess that's a good thing, but I can't plan very well when it keeps moving around... I should probably already be done by know, but if the last minute keeps moving, how can I? And then, to add on to that, I read an e-mail last night at 7:30, that in fact, yes, I do have to choose and mount a piece from my art class to submit to the "Foundations Show" (I'm not sure if I mentioned this or not... It's an art Gallery for first year students, however I was told that it was only open for art majors... I'm not an art major). So... Great. I need to buy some foam board to mount my drawing, tape it, then cut it down to the right size. Wow. No art store EVER stays open that damn late... Okay, I can finish it Tuesday and just submit it Wednesday right? WRONG! They stop accepting work at 5... And I've got almost straight classes till 3, and work at 4:30. Fuck... Fuck... and another for good measure: Fuck... So I took the first bus I could home, hit up Michael's, got the board, got some double-sided tape (The manufacturers of double-sided tape are fascist pigs! Price-gauging demon spawns!!!). So then I take the next bus back to campus (good bye lunch time...). I go to the gallery, finish mounting my piece, submit it (btw, they sell your shit there, so if anyone buys mine, they just bought me lunch! ^.^). Then I ran over to my Trig. class to receive very, very good news... I got a 58% on the last test! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1!!!!!!!1!! I hope that sarcasm hit you like a vindictive bitch... The good news though, is that the whole class did bad, which means the TA thinks we're stoopid, which means he feels pity and sadness, which means he's gonna let us retake it! But (and there's always a but...), it's rescheduled for the exact same day as my art history exam... So now I have two test I, at this moment, am far from proficient from the subject matter of... Ugh... And then after math today I had to catch the later bus (which I hate because the schedule says it comes at 3:16, but it doesn't come till like 3:24 (which if you just want to go home and eat something that remotely resembles dinner, is a huge amount of time)). Blah. I made some fish sticks when I got home (which I threw in the oven while it was preheating... fuck it). And yeah... Work's almost over, and that about all I can bitch about for now (for now...).

Oh yeah, one more thing (nice!): Go see The Curious Case of Benjamin Button!