Fuck My Life.

I decided to write today because I happen to have an hour of random free crap time and today is a particularly bad day. And it sucks to, cause the weather is nice out and the birds are singing (and all that good stuff)… and everything for me seems to simply be going wrong. It super sucks because it seems like everyone else is having a really good day. Well, there’s got to be someone in the world who has to that the short stick (you know, commit suicide, blow up the meteor, all that good stuff).

And I’m not one to go around saying “today was a bad day, I want to kill myself,” and it’s not like today is one of those days. It’s just a day where everything seems to be going wrong, and it’s not so much that there’s no point to life as much as I CAN’T WAIT FOR THIS FUCKING DAY TO BE OVER.

I just want to crawl into bed and just sleep it away. That kind of day.

The great kicker is that I still can’t register for classes because my cunt of an advisor feels the necessity to do her job. I don’t need a geography teacher telling me what kind of econ courses I need to take. I know the core requirements, I don’t need her pointing at a piece of paper telling me what I still need to take.

And to top it all off, it’s only 2 PM of what will, I’m sure, be a very long day. I don’t see myself being able to do anything mentally. Which super sucks, because today is one of my longer days where I have work upon work upon work.

DOTC (District Officer Training Conference) is this weekend, and I still need to buy tickets to get to New York City. I gotta finish my cosplay, and the fact that I haven’t bleached my fabric yet is really aggravating to me. I need to go to my doctor when I get into the city and figure out how I’m going to fit the whole fucking district board into my NYC Home. And the “o” button on my keyboard shat on me yesterday, so typing on this keyboard is a real bitch.

Least I’m not dead.

Yet.

BLARGH. FML.

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