I woke up this morning with a headache and now apparently my eyes have decided that every time I try to open them they'll deliver a nice flash of pain. It's awesome. Really. *headdesk* I should have at least gotten a night of drinking beforehand to make up for the way I'm feeling today. Which...
School has been kicking my ass lately. I don't enjoy it. If my physics mark is under eighty I'm going to have a fucking breakdown, because I've invested far too much of my life into that class over the last few weeks. And Social can go die in a corner. And our GSA is the most unproductive piece on the planet.
oh my goddess it's warm outside. Like +2 or something. If I wanted, I could leave the house without a jacket. My windows are all open and I don't need a blanket. I'm wearing a halter top and corset and jeans and it's fantastic. I know spring isn't actually here, it'll be -40 again by Monday, but for now the entire world is pretending. And by the world I mean my city.
I've been having issues prioritising school over all else, lately. See a couple of weeks ago, a close friend of mine tried to kill herself. I can see you all sitting back saying "so what?
Birthday:: March 26th, 1990
Birthplace:: Vancouver, BC
Eye Color:: blue
Hair Color:: black
Right handed or Left handed?: righty
Your Heritage:: no idea
My Worst Habit:: procrastination
Zodiac Sign:: Aries
Shoe Size:: 7
Pants Size:: 10
Innie or Outie?: Innie
Parents Still Together?: yup
The Shoes You Wore Today:: army boots
Your Weakness: depressed people, Starbucks
I'm writing up a resumé for a stupid class that I don't even need and man, is it depressing. I'm always so fucking busy, and yet... my list of accomplishments? Skills? Hell no. I finally had to go ask my mother. *headdesk* I'm gonna end up living in a cardboard box, swear to God.
Also. Apple just e-mailed me.
...I'm not cool with that, you guys.
I'm not pro-PC, I'm just anti-Mac.
*This*. This is why I don't fall for other people. I was all set to tell the girl in my classes, the former distractionary crush, that I liked her as more than a friend.
The neverfuckingending crush had to send me a message on facebook, saying how much sie missed me, and asking if I wanted to hang out. Obviously, I do. Because, well, *pathetic*, over here.
I keep forgetting that today is the last day of 2007. I... am not putting any undue expectations on the coming year and in this way I won't be disappointed when good things don't happen and pleasantly surprised when they do.
So I went and saw the Laramie Project a couple weeks ago as put on by my city's liberal arts school. It was good, though I think they could have cut it down by half an hour and still not left anything out. The other members of my GSA I've talked to enjoyed it, but said the same sort of thing. It was too damn long.
I've been reading a lot this weekend. lgbt themed books in particular, 'cause I've never really actually done that before.
So people are tearing down the GSA posters and/or writing/drawing shit all over them. This? Does not surprise me. At all.
omg. *candy* Like...seriously. Not that I'm complaining.
...I'm again, supposed to be coding. And again the compiler hates me very very much. *rage*
I wrote my short story for creative writing class. Then I worked on the GSA website a bit, but really there's not much more to do.
Tomorrow, we'll be putting up posters for the GSA. *glee*
omg sie was at coffee last night!
...*hem* The never fucking ending crush, I mean.
*is puddle of goo*
In other news. The GSA at my school just might work. I know there's at least two teachers and another student who want to help me run it, and apparently when our grade councilor ran the idea briefely past our princepal, she seemed really open to it.
So I'm at school, in one of the labs. I'm supposed to be coding, but the compiler hates me. *rage*