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Tuesday, April 20, 2004


{..::Topic::..}: Damn you tv table

Clusmy me, strikes again.

So after another enlightening dinner that ended in me slamming a door at my dumbass father, I ended up bruising up my foot. See I have a tv stand next to my door and with the vibrations and whatnot from the slam the table came flying down right on top of my foot. Major pain has ensued and ice is not helping. Now it's swollen and turning to a nice bruise. This day just keeps getting better.

Ok my day started out fine....
Got to school normal time and then went to the designated room I was supposed to. Of course I've been getting trained on how to work the new digital equipment (which is a blast, plus I got a comp yesterday). But they double booked us today so some of the techs were a little disgruntled and us students eventually just admitted defeat and went to fluoro aprons, as per CI. So i've had barely any time in the new room, and it was a complete waste of my time today. Just totally pissed me off.

Then I find out I still have no ride to Brandon's seminar in may. Neither does lynn and she's worried that her car will crap out or something. But of course everyone else's car is full, so we're screwed. My dad is being a total prick about it, blaming the school and how it's their responsibilty and how we shouldn't have to go to Brandon (regardless that the brandon students have had to come in all the time). Huge fight ensued at the dinner table and me slamming door, and you know the rest.

Plus after a few hours of arriving at home after school, I fall ill. So I try to read but I got so dizzy that I slept for over an hour on the couch, if not more. Any one who knows me, knows I don't like taking naps because I feel worse thereafter. Of course I do. So I feel like I've been ran over by a semi, then I go and smack my foot up. Just wonderful, eh?

Our little grad t-shirt fundraising is a bit of a mess too, but then again anything to do with our grad is a huge mess. Now they're trying to set it up that as a class we go to Celebrations or Murder on the Menu for dinner. I seriously don't care anymore, they are annoying me and not making me want to do anything with them. Of course that is being taken as I don't care about any of it and stupid crap like that. They all seriously need to grow up. Then tomorrow I have to phone my relatives to see if they are still interested in going to our Rumor's grad fundraiser, next week so that I can pay for all my tickets this thursday at another seminar. Mayheim I tell you, mayheim.

Needless to say my day has not been productive or all that great.

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{..::current..mood::..} pissy
{..::currently..reading::..} hp:ootp
{..::currently..watching::..} alias ... someday I'll convert you theresa, just wait and see
{..::currently..listening::..} well d'uh
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