flyonwall

zombie-ness at pandemic tonight.. zombies + punk = good times!

and the ROM on sunday... also good times

i'm kind of trying to ignore school unhappiness.. i still seem to doubt on a daily basis if i'm in the right program for me.. if one even exists...

yesterday i went home early as i was so angry.. couldn't take staying there anymore...

the instructor in my first class spent 20 minutes of the hour class time we have bitching/berating us about being messy animals because the homework assignments he left out for people to pick up weren't in the perfect piles he left them in. (people had spread tem out so you could see names on them.. )

i was || <-- this close to telling him to fuck off and walking out of the room at 8:15... but he settled down and started teaching... then stopped again 10 minutes for no reason just to bitch again... i think if i had known our 3 hour lab after that was cancelled i would have walked out at that point..

*crosses his fingers on a completely unrelated issue*



***edit*** 3:16am

so.. know what can really kill your good night? the girl you're at the bar wth but too much of a chucken shit to ask out making out with another (female) friend..

if anyone needs me... i'll be hiding uner a rock. at th back of a dark cave.