AWKWARD ZOMBIE

Prof keeps pressing me on a project not due for another 3 weeks. I can't even start to think about it, I have a test to study for on Monday, and a different project I need to get started on in another class once I'm done with that. This is not good for my health.

I can't fucking stand this driver, nothign but bitching and moaning from

I really dislike when people pick me apart and make my flaws most prominent.

I have hardly any individuality, I'm to hard on myself, I don't feel comfortable being alone, I don't rely on others, I don't trust others motivations, I expect the worst, I put myself down so other people can feel better, I'm not adventurous, I don't work out enough, I'm not going anywhere fast enough for my future, I get overwhelmed easily, I'm a very stressed out individual, I'm scared of making others disapprove or disappointed.

These are aspects of me, and I can't help that I have a few phobias. But I am still me.

i finally got a pal version of super mario allstars but it won't boot up on my snes (ﾉ￣д￣)ﾉ

edit: got it to boot up but it's so glitched i have no option but to return it basically i'm so disappointed

Soooooooo fucking rustled.

EVERYONE IN THIS FUCKING SCHOOL BELIEVES IN THE CONSPIRACIES WHAT THE FUCK.

But I'm a pacifist!

Sometimes pacifism has to take a backseat to someone being so fucking retarded thaat a bitchslap is the universe's way of telling them to shut the fuck up

I was in a good mood and going on the internet (and being easily ticked off) changed that.

The librarian is now saying that we shouldn't be letting people in our borders.

These are the same people who get mad when their gun rights are 'in danger'

There are several things I want to buy, including Mass Effect Trilogy, A-kon passes, AZ book, and some other things.

I have no cheddar to buy any of them immediately. If I save cheddar I'll have enough to buy one or two a month from now.

I'm pretty good about waiting to be able to afford things but it's still annoying because towards the end I devolve into a mess of anxious, edge-of-your-seat emotions, which can be stressful.

So, I’ve been a bit stressed since its only me and my roommate really left in electronics and its not really enough to cover all the shifts. So, thats been a bother. Then I come into work today.

Apparently my roommate walked out of work, completely up and quit so now its just me. Apparently this had been planned and he built it up and left. I only found out once I got in so everyone knew and feels bad for me cause I have pretty much an entire department on my shoulders for the time being. Also this meant I worked from 330 to midnight tonight and I have to open tomorrow (today, whatever) so I’d get MAYBE 7 hours of sleep.


Well I get home and I see there’s a shitload of people over, which is common. Playing beer pong in the living room, everyone’s drinking and they took my speakers out of my room without asking so I just up and took them back and chewed out my drunk other roommate. So I go upstairs, knowing I’m not getting sleep tonight (not that I was really going to bother, I can never sleep on my closing to opening shifts). Load up STALKER and venture into the Zone. About half an hour later I hear yelling and loud slamming outside my door. I open my door and my other roommate is already up there and apparently one of the people there’s exgirlfriend was just killed by someone who was at the party now and they got into an argument about whose fault it was and it got heated and one of them punched a hole in the wall. I got them apart and bounced a few people out and told the one guy he needed to fix our wall or he’s not coming back (its a simple putty and paint but fuck you do NOT go bringing your personal shit to our house and take it out on it). With that squared away that’s a tally of my one good folding table, my really nice wicker chest that I kept most of my stuff in and now the wall as casualties. One shelf downstairs is a particle board piece of shit that already has a gash but whatever.

The already owe me for taking care of the internet bill and we have two other late bills and everyone’s emotional tonight and I’m just getting really tired of shit.

Also, I just got our bills together. We owe a few hundred in bills altogether and I'm just really really sick of shit in general.

UPDATE: The one guy who got into the fight passed out in roommates room, popped on a towel, smacked his head onto the bed and is now throwing up in the bathroom booty in the air.

UPDATE 2: One other guy has projectile vomited all over stairs/wall and is passed out in bathroom. He asked for some bread and when he got it he wiped his booty with it and fell asleep.

The Big Cheese wrote:So, I’ve been a bit stressed since its only me and my roommate really left in electronics and its not really enough to cover all the shifts. So, thats been a bother. Then I come into work today.

Apparently my roommate walked out of work, completely up and quit so now its just me. Apparently this had been planned and he built it up and left. I only found out once I got in so everyone knew and feels bad for me cause I have pretty much an entire department on my shoulders for the time being. Also this meant I worked from 330 to midnight tonight and I have to open tomorrow (today, whatever) so I’d get MAYBE 7 hours of sleep.


Well I get home and I see there’s a shitload of people over, which is common. Playing beer pong in the living room, everyone’s drinking and they took my speakers out of my room without asking so I just up and took them back and chewed out my drunk other roommate. So I go upstairs, knowing I’m not getting sleep tonight (not that I was really going to bother, I can never sleep on my closing to opening shifts). Load up STALKER and venture into the Zone. About half an hour later I hear yelling and loud slamming outside my door. I open my door and my other roommate is already up there and apparently one of the people there’s exgirlfriend was just killed by someone who was at the party now and they got into an argument about whose fault it was and it got heated and one of them punched a hole in the wall. I got them apart and bounced a few people out and told the one guy he needed to fix our wall or he’s not coming back (its a simple putty and paint but fuck you do NOT go bringing your personal shit to our house and take it out on it). With that squared away that’s a tally of my one good folding table, my really nice wicker chest that I kept most of my stuff in and now the wall as casualties. One shelf downstairs is a particle board piece of shit that already has a gash but whatever.

The already owe me for taking care of the internet bill and we have two other late bills and everyone’s emotional tonight and I’m just getting really tired of shit.

Also, I just got our bills together. We owe a few hundred in bills altogether and I'm just really really sick of shit in general.

UPDATE: The one guy who got into the fight passed out in roommates room, popped on a towel, smacked his head onto the bed and is now throwing up in the bathroom booty in the air.

UPDATE 2: One other guy has projectile vomited all over stairs/wall and is passed out in bathroom. He asked for some bread and when he got it he wiped his booty with it and fell asleep.

Ahhhhh college

i was saw this one person's posts getting reblogged a lot on tumblr and i decided to check their page out because i thought they sounded interesting but clicking on their name opened a window that said "NOPE" and opened a obnoxious screen cap from some tv show of someone telling another person to suck their dick

that's really rude and now i'm kind of rustled off

I am absolutely amazed, Dark. I would have killed them by now.

Dark I seriously don't understand how you haven't gone completely Jason on everybody.