| who shat in my closet?! |
[Jan. 31st, 2008|12:40 am] |
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| [ | music |
| | broken social scene - passport radio | ] |
okay.
that's it.
i've had a very stressful, tiring day. money sucks and i hate working. i hate how the AFO program has absolutely no emphasis on photography. what are you supposed to do if that is your chosen major? most likely, you won't be as good at painting or drawing or sculpture as the other kids. does that allow a teacher to treat you differently than everyone else? "good job, james. excellent shading, sandra. hillary... GET TO WORK". no, you know what? maybe YOU need to get to work. get off your fatass and WORK OUT before you go into cardiac arrest. grrr.
so after basically being told that i suck as an artist, i went home. all i really wanted to do was to lie in my bed and relax. but no. instead of being greeted by my soft mattress and sweet hobo cat, an offensively pungent odor slapped me in the face. it smelled like POOP. but why would there be poop in my room? my cats know where the litterbox is, and they've never crapped anywhere else. they are good little kitties. i tried to follow the smell. i smelled my bed, my pillows, boxes that have yet to be unpacked, nearly everywhere. then, i checked the closet. HELLO, hot steaming pile of SHIT. it was awesome, let me tell you. at least it didnt get on anything, like clothes or whatever. but it did get on the carpet, and my closet still smells bad. and i blame tristian.
i have some work to do tomorrow. i'm going to finish my final paper for focused inquiry, and do the discussion board stuff. i also am going to start my space project (HOPEFULLY) before class. i think i should be able to. or maybe i'll do some of my surface. actually, i'll have to... gah.
but everything is okay, because late thursday night, gabriel is coming home!! :D :D a night and a full day with my baby. i can't wait. :)
with that, i'm going to talk to him for a bit and then go to bed. hopefully tomorrow won't suck as much. |
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| this book sucks; don't read it. |
[Jan. 31st, 2008|12:24 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  excited | ] |
| [ | music |
| | the beatles - the ballad of john and yoko | ] |
so i'm told that i have to write about the first chapter of this book, dew breaker.
to be honest, the book sucks. and i'm not just saying that. i'll admit that i had a hard time relating to a haitian woman's memoir, and at times, it really irked me. i wish i had the book next to me write now, so i could use an excerpt to show how poorly it's written. for such a "critically acclaimed" author, i expected so much more.
the first chapter was entirely too jumpy. as soon as you started to have a grasp on the characters and their development, BAM, all of a sudden she's talking about something completely different. i think dandicat (or whatever her ridiculous last name is) relied far too heavily on the whole egyptian theme for the first chapter. i feel like every time she was started to run out of ideas to write, she randomly slipped in something about egyptian culture. nice one. OH! and the characters are RETARDED. if i worked for hours and hours on a statue, to be sold to one of the most successful actresses from my home country, and my father decides to THROW IT INTO A LAKE the night before we're supposed to deliver it to the woman, i would be absolutely irate. livid. but no, "ka" or whatever her name is just shrugs it off. oh well. i love you dad. NO. NO ONE acts like that. GAH.
god, this book is just terrible. just because your a woman and your some sort of minority, and you happen to write a book, doesn't mean that it's automatically going to be awesome. you have to be a GOOD WRITER to make a GOOD BOOK.
i'm really angry right now, haha.
and i just got off the phone with comcast... 40 minutes... on the phone... with comcast. my bill was $194.24 for some reason?! so i called and complained... got it dropped down to $101.05... OHHHH YEAAHHHH i'm awesome.
and i just called the "environmental virginia coalition!" number andddd basically what you do is call congressmen, try to find people to sign petitions, and harass people on the phone. no, i'm sorry. i can't do that.
and i checked out "student work" or whatever online, since they had a website. it's the most vague description, ever. all i know that it is a corporation, so that's an automatic no. and i'm pretty confident that it requires harassing people on the phone, as well.
AND i found out who pooed in the closet. babycat! which really sucks, 'cause i like sleeping with her, and i like sleeping with my door shut. ugh. damnit.
i have so much stuff to do today, and my baby is coming home tonight!! i am so thrilled. :D |
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