I've said za on better journals than this.

Uh, hi there!

It's been a while, hasn't it.


So, in the 77 weeks (!!!) since I last updated, I have done the following:

• Dropped out of school once I realized that the only reason I was still going was because THE MAN told me that as a young person between the ages of 18-22, I was a failure at life if I was not in college. (Someday I will write a book titled, "Hey Kids, If You Are Even Slightly Ambivalent About Going to College, Please Ignore Your Guidance Councilors/Parents/Relatives/Government/Career Guidebooks and Don't Go Until Your Mid-Twenties (At Least)!! Trust Me, You Will Be Okay!" 'Cause dude, I wish someone had told me that when everyone else was hassling me about what I was going to DO with my LIFE when I was eight-fucking-teen years old and giving me a total complex.)
  
• Moved out of my parents place to an awesome apartment in Greenwood. I may post pictures when it's not such a mess.
  
• Quit my accounting job for a swing-shift data entry job.
  
• Quit data entry job once I discovered that working swing shift suuuuuucks.
  
• Got a job as a cashier (but a UNION cashier, okay?), which has disappointed everyone I know because I'm not using any of my "skills."
  
• Decided to go BACK to school next fall, now that I have finally, FINALLY narrowed down possible career paths to two things, either of which I can major in Physics for.
  

Good times! Now that I am back, my goal is to post at least one thing every day, even if it's totally dumb (as it almost certainly will be). Also, I've cleaned up my friends list based on what what I'm doing/watching now, since it's been a LONG time, so if I've cut you, it's nothing personal, and if I've added you and you've come here wondering who the hell I am, HI!

Oh mah god. So, apparently the flu that would not die? Was the beginning of the bronchitis that made me want to die. Also, I somehow managed to get two ear infections, at the same time as the bronchitis. I seriously think I got about 5 hours of sleep total between the 5th and the 12th, what with all the coughing, and the deadly ear pain, OMGWTF. Thank god for super-extra-killer prescription-strength cough syrup with not one, but TWO ingredients that knock me right the fuck out. To whoever invented that shit: I luuuuuuuuuv you. I want to have your babies.

I'm pretty much better now (except for that fucking cough), but now I have to deal with The Aftermath, so I still pretty much want to lie down in the street and die, because I am so far behind in everything ever. Just thinking about it kind of makes me want to cry.

• I have to get seven B&Os out TODAY, a process which includes getting slacker clients to send us the paperwork we need in order to complete them. Actually doing the B&O is easy, but getting them to give me the paperwork I need from them in order to do it? Is going to take forever, because our clients suuuuuck. Hard.
  
  
• I had to drop French, because finals are less than three weeks away, and there is just no way I can make up everything I missed, AND keep up with all the new material AND prepare for the final. It just... was not going to happen. And now I am going to be on Academic Probation, because I will not end up completing at least 75% of my credits this quarter, which is not going to look so hot on the numerous college applications I have to get out between now and April. Although I think I would have ended up on Academic Probation anyway, since there was no way I was going to do well in the class. At least this way I can keep my GPA from becoming even shittier, I suppose.
  
  
• I have four chapters of Physics to catch up on. I missed two labs, and possibly one test. I can make up the test and one of the labs, and catching up is completely doable, but my life is going to suck between now and finals.
  
  
• I was behind in my online Greek & Roman History class before I got sick, so now... Um. Yeah. Crap. I can pass, and with a 3.5 even, but it is also going to suck, so very, very much.

I am so glad this quarter is almost over. At least I can take solace in the fact that I did not, as I had first thought, sleep through a new Veronica Mars last night. I am in such a precarious place right now, with everything that I have to do in the next few weeks (and I am still mostly ignoring all the college applications that I have looming over me right now) that I seriously think that would have just put me over the edge. Which is sad, but also kind of hilarious to me. Miss Weevil, and it will totally fuck your shit up, people!

That's all I've got. Now, off to Taco Time, and then to work.

Wow, so that whole journal resurrection thing went well, no?

Anyway, the car thing. I hit a car while backing out of my parking space at the movie theater, and somehow managed to not notice in the slightest! Either I am way more oblivious than I thought, or Viggo Mortensen is actually The Shadow, and my mind was temporarily clouded by his manliness. ( continued... )

Now let's see if I can actually keep this up.