Why oh why did I have to decide to take Arabic? I thought it would be fun, and it sort of is, but the test today was too freaking hard. I suck at the dictation stuff so much. I need more time to really think about each word that she says till I can get it right. Saying each word1 or 2 times isn't enough. I suppose I need to practice dictation more on my own, and probably set up more meetings with the tutor. I didn't fail the test, in fact I'm sure that I got at least a B, but still...I'm pretty disappointed. I didn't memorize the days of the week because I have trouble pronouncing them unless I hear them on the DVD but they were not on the DVD, she just gave them to us because we knew the letters...All four of the ones that she gave us were listed, and it made me want to cry.

Is a B minus really worth staying up all night? I'm sure that's what I got, I hope. I feel like I'm going to collapse.

Last night I started putting my backpack together because if I don't do it ahead of time, I always forget something. And to my horror, I couldn't find my 100 point take home quiz that was due this morning. After searching for probably an hour and a half, I finally found it in the garbage...

I think that there are elves in our apartment that likes to misplace my things. I swear to God I spent almost an hour looking for my green marker cap (because I hate it when my markers dry up)and I finally found it right next to my notebook, even though I looked by my notebook probably 20 times. Then earlier this week I couldn't find my Alfred Kubin photocopy for my Master Copy project for art class, that turned up in my Math notebook, and then I couldn't find Arabic flashcards that I made or my stupid English textbook. It's been a frustrating week. -__-;

Last Friday I sorted through my school stuff so I could be more organized this week, and so far it hasn't been helping.

I have 25 minutes until my next class, and my computer is running out of batteries, and I don't have any of my other stuff with me, and I may have to destroy my fellow students. I have to write a two page research paper tonight, just so I can get 1 point of credit for English class tomorrow.

I HATE COLLEGE!
I'm ready to quit and become a housewife/super hero/ghost hunter/secret president king of an alternate dimension filled entirely with kitty cats

Nnnyyyyyyyy, I’ve barely slept at all these last couple of days and it is driving me crazy. I haven’t been eating very much either and if I move my head too fast it still hurts like hell.

Sleeping wasn’t just difficult because I was sick, I also couldn’t stop worrying about our bills, paying tuition in the future, and a bunch of other stuff. Once I start worrying I can’t stop, and then I start to worry about things that I shouldn’t even be worrying about. It is a vicious evil cycle. I just wish that I could sleep, but I can’t and that makes me a saaaad panda. So I ended up watching the Simpson and Dragonball Z and getting all giggly and weird.

I really miss my boyfriend and I wish he was here but I guess it’s good he’s not because I might have kept him up for two nights in a row. Then I would have felt really guilty. But who knows, maybe if he was here, I would be able to sleep better.

I’m pretty sure that I would have been awake though because I think my kidney infection is back because my right side is hurts just like it did in the spring after my car accident. I don’t have an insurance card to see a doctor or anything so I’m doing my best not to let it develop too much. I had to go to Wal-Mart to get a hot water bottle and some over the counter medication to reduce the symptoms, and I’ve been taking plenty of Aleve.

The problem is that last time (and this time if I’m right about the kidney infection) the normal symptoms are so mild I can’t even tell there is something wrong with me until the infection becomes so strong that it begins to make my kidney hurt. And then I get a fever and become all bitchy.

Since it was about 3 and I hadn’t fallen asleep yet, I knew I wouldn’t be able to get up in time for my Philosophy class, and read that f-ing Bhagawhatever book, which sadly to say is the hardest, stupidest, and most boring book I’ve ever read. The teacher compared it to reading Dostoyevsky.

Yeah I don’t think so.

I like difficult books, but I swear the Bhagavadgita went too far, it was putting me to sleep.

Dostoyevsky wasn’t as hard as Kafka (which was boring by the way), or as difficult as Machiavelli’s The Prince (which was depressing because I know I’ll never rule my own country and no I didn’t finish the book.)

But how was I supposed to concentrate on a horrible book like the Bhagavadgita when Sex and The City was on? What we read was only a small section of a book that is much much larger. What we read was long enough. It took me an three hours to read 20 pages and write two summaries, so I had to make myself some damn iced cappuccino just so I could stay awake reading till 6 in the morning.

Then I left for school early this morning to print out my summaries, but I left just in time for the morning rush hour so I didn’t get here until about 8:20, which is the time I would have gotten here if I left at 8, which is annoying because I don’t know how that could be possible.

So anyways I get to Harper to print off my work and I couldn’t figure out how to do it. It didn’t matter anyways because I messed up saving my summary somewhere so I had half of another summary instead. Being as awesome as I am, I knew I could rewrite it in about 10 minutes so I decided I would have to email it again, just 10 minutes after class.

I get to class and it turns out that we are reviewing the entire book now, which is fine because I did read it. The teacher asks us if we have any questions about the book, but some girl asks if the essay exam has to be written in standard 5 paragraph essay form and for some reason I find this unbelievably funny. I’m laughing behind my cappuccino, and the teacher asks “Why are some people smirking about this?”

So was it just me who though it was a stupid question?

Anyways, you always get someone who asks these types of questions. Of course his answer was what I assumed it would be, the whole “write as much as you need to get your point across,” which is what he said, but he cleverly answered it by talking about going to 7-11 at 2:30 in the morning to buy condoms because Walgreens was closed.

Which I don’t think was true. Walgreens is not closed at 2:30 in the morning lol.

As amusing as it was in my “haha I haven’t had any sleep, so I think everything is incredibly funny even if it is mentally disturbing,” state of mind, it made me really uncomfortable to talk to him about handing in the rest of my summaries.

Even though I’m all grown up now (lol) and it shouldn’t bother me, I guess I sort of thought it was an inappropriate or creepy thing to be talking about (yeah, it was mostly creepy, he really got into it) Since I am a Super Saiyan (this morning at least), I push the creepiness out of my mind and ask him about the summaries.

He says "Don’t bother turning them in at this point."

KAAAAA MEEEEEH HAAAA MEEEEEEEEEH HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!

I've been a spazz all morning too, but I know I did well on my psychology test, which he made into a quiz instead, which then turned out to be a group quiz.

My life is so dramatic I should see about getting my own OC type show, or look into buying some lighter fluid.