aandp

cries.
the art show needs to go away.
far far away.
note to self: never get into event planning.
i think it wouldn't be SO bad if it wasn't such a large scale event. about 130 submissions? if i'm not mistaken.
so many people to impress.
faculty. students. artists. clients. ourselves.
the list could go on.
but it's just taxing.
mentally. emotionally. physically.
i was at school today from about 8am-7pm.
which i know you are all thinking "boo hoo"
but when you're constantly working with no break.
and i'm talking actual labour.
with about 20 other stresscases.
it's bad.
god. i want to make myself the strongest drink right now and just have one for me.
i think i will.

then in other great news today....
i found out i got a 30% on one of my midterms.
like wtf.?
that's ridiculous.
i'm not that stupid. i dunno what the hell happened.
hmm. what else ?
telus might shut off my cell phone.
my mom is pissed at me b/c i need money... again.
well not so much need money. i have money, it's just i owe her money. so the money i WAS going to pay her back i want to use towards paying my bills.
i'm broke.

man... i sound so bitter and angry.
i think it's just all this art show bs that has been pissing me off.
meh. whuteva.
it will all be done soon.
*mediates to myself*
i guess the one redeeming thing about today was i have a job interview @ a pet store near my house tuesday.
woot woot.
go team me.
it's something.
and something is rather than nothing in the money dept.
seriously.

well.
i'm off to make myself a strong ass drink.
i'm not irish.
but fuck it.
i need it.
i dont work until 4pm anyways.
whisky + ama = hot.
<3

thanks for letting me rant everyone.