Scurvy and Loot

I hate wasting time unless it's on my own terms.  That is, procrastinating: all right. Wasting time: bad.  I just wasted, like, an hour and half because I felt somehow obligated to be there.  Well, next time, fuck that. If she says she can do it, she can go ahead, because I already know I sure as fuck can't.  I've gotten none of my homework done, just wandered around on some pointless shopping trip. And I'm pissed.  So, fuck you. Next weekend, I'm spending at least 3 hours playing DDO. Fuck everything else.  I'm going to procrastinate instead of wasting time.

And no, I won't elaborate.

Self-explanatory.

And yet.

So, winter break has been in many ways sucky because I've gotten nothing I wanted to do done AND I've been given a painful reminder of how lazy and worthless my brothers are. Nice.  I've visited only a few friends I've wanted to visit. Which pisses me off.  I might be able to hook up with more if I had cell phone powers. which I don't.   My eldest brother bought me a new cell phone for Christmas (yay! Many thanks to him, this is one of the happy parts of this break!).  Sadly, it still hasn't arrived, and I've run out of minutes on the one I have, but I don't want to refill it, because I'll be getting the new one (new service also, obviously), so GAAAAH!.  I've not been able to contact anyone.  Grr. Owl. Growl.  Anywho, the solution to this is just bug Chris on facebook (she's the one I've been most recently wanting to hang out with), and continue to try and call her via my brother's phone.  [sigh] I hope mine comes soon. ;_;

[/pointless rambling/ranting/whatever. Hey, it filled up space.]

On a happier note: I've decorated my room quite a bit! :D I've put up all the stuff I've been meaning to for the last year, and gotten some new stuff to add. ^_^ Now it looks more like I actually live here (minus the yet unpacked suitcases. Yes, I've been lazy).

Glory. Glory glory gloooooorrrrryyyy! GLOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRYYYYYYYYY! I sing GLORY! I sing it! And if I could figure out a better way to express a sing-song voice in text, you would understand better my song. My glorious song. GLORY!

In other news, my feet are cold.

BUT! (And note the capital letters) Overall, I feel GLORIOUSLY happy. Why? Why, indeed.  I need to study much, much more for my biology final tomorrow.  Much more.  In fact, if more studying is not done, I might make a B in the class AND THAT IS UNACCEPTABLE.  Entirely so.  However (and this would also be in capital letters, that would also need to be noted, except I'm lazy. Horrendously so. Why do you think I'm not studying?), tomorrow, I go home. HOME! (Imagine again that the word is sung.) HOME!  After an epic (EPIC!) car adventure, I shall be home (HOME!).  And it will be glorious.

Until I have to start working.

But still.

And I've no idea where sporks come into this all.

(Unless, of course, we stop at a Taco Bell on the way.)

~fin~