cinaed

...And I failed a Religions exam. *sigh* And I'd had an A in that class before then. Goddamnit. Missing that one class really screwed me up.

And now I get to study for my Psych exam and try not to fucking fail that one too.

duckduck, I will get you the M/Z rec list as soon as possible. And blue_raven, I will upload the Sarah Slean and Ani DiFranco songs too. Just...not right now. Heh.

*goes to study*

Seriously. Today, twice -- no, not once, but TWICE -- those stupid go-cart things have tried to run me over on campus and forced me to jump into the mud to avoid getting squished. And then this asshole almost ran me over at a cross-walk. Hello, pedestrian!

And then we had a pop quiz in Psych, which I bombed because I'd been sick when she went over that part of the chapter. And then I had an exam for Religion.

Now, I've finally gotten to one of the scenes in "Art of Drowning" I've been waiting 11,000 words to write, but I don't have time, because I have a six-page report to write for Contemporary Literature. Boo.

And I really, really adore Jonas Quinn, only to find he's only in 25 episodes. Gah. *hugs him and wishes he could have stuck around, since he's less holier-than-thou than Daniel is*

*wants to crawl back into bed and skip the rest of the day*

Oh, and something's wrong with my AOL email account so I get to call Daddy Dearest and put up with his bullshit to get it fixed. Jesus Christ, can this month be done with please?

So, that was an unpleasant night. My throat was sore, like there were shards of glass in it every time I swallowed, and I kept coughing, and definitely didn't fall asleep until, oh 5, and then woke up every hour. It's, well, 9:30 now, and I just threw up.

I guess I should email my teachers and let them know I'm sick? Gah, and I hadn't missed a single class 'til now. Goddamnit.

Why does Gateworld not have the transcripts for "Meridian"? I need to know if everyone's bodies vanish when they Ascend, or if it was just the Ancients. *eyes Gateworld*

*pauses, eyes firebubbles310 as well* I also need new friends, ones who don't go, "Hey, 'Home is the Place We Bury Our Dead' is a neat title, you should write something!" Like I need more fics to write. *pokes*

In other news, I was worried about a response log for my level-400 Medieval Literature class, about whether I'd done it wrong or not -- apparently I did it exactly right, since the teacher had me and another student read ours aloud (had I and another student read ours aloud? I think the first try was right. Ugh, grammar, why do you torment me so?). It was quite an honor, considering I'm the only sophomore in a class of juniors and seniors, but I hate the sound of my own voice, so I wasn't really happy about the "speaking aloud" aspect of the honor. ;)

I am so, so psyched for this semester. All of my teachers so far have been insane/amusing/interesting, and I have a really good feeling about all the classes I'm taking. This is the most optimistic I've felt about school/life in a while. It's a nice feeling.

...And so to celebrate, I'm going to dust off a horribly depressing McKay/Zelenka fic I wrote during exams and never got around to getting beta'd and posted. Heh. There will be a happier sequel, really. I promise. "All the King's Men" is 1,700 words, just need a beta or two to look over it for me, because it's slightly different in style than what I usually write.

ETA: And I have no roommate this semester! Score! *dances around*

The warmth of your smile
smile for me, little one
and this will be our year
took a long time to come

You don't have to worry
all your worried days are gone
this will be our year
took a long time to come

Okay, just a reminder to myself

Tuesday

8 AM - Geology exam
11 AM - Art exam (remember to put info on notecard)
2 PM - English portfolio due (number pages and print out Table of Contents)

-Work on Kavanagh fic
-Work on Nutcracker fic (damn, 2,900 words already)

Wednesday

-Study for Classical Mythology exam
-Pack to go home
-Work on fics

Thursday

2 PM - Classical Mythology exam

And now, off to bed. *attempts to sleep*

...Goddamnit, drunks are the most obnoxious people in the freakin' world.

1. They talked all through CSI. I only watch are three shows a week. The Closer, CSI, and SGA. That's all. So don't freaking YELL and SCREAM during my freakin' show. Especially not my Hodges scenes. Or at the end, so I can't hear the important words of the final scene.

2. For anyone who's curious, I did not, in fact, appreciate my roommate's friend shaking her ass in my face. Repeatedly. For one, I prefer male ass, thank you, and even then, I don't like it being shaken in my face. And her ass wasn't even nice.

3. My night was not meant to spent hearing about their little sexual identity crises. Especially since it just sounds like they'll fuck anything that moves, so it's not so much an indentity crisis as it is them just being horny.

4. No, I freakin' don't have a condom so you can jump into the sack with a faceless stranger. I would think this would be fairly obvious, seeing as I don't think I come across as a one-night stand sort of girl. Not to mention there's the fact that I haven't been out on a date or to a party this entire semester.

5. They looked at me pityingly when I said I didn't have a condom. Um, sorry for not being a skank?

Gah. This is why, even when I'm able to legally drink in exactly eight months, I won't. Because drunks are obnoxious, and I'd have to punch myself in the face for being a fuckwit.

I finally think I've figured out the rest of my SeSa.

...Unfortunately, my English professor decided to give us a five-page paper assignment today and have it be due, oh, Wednesday. Gah. And I have a final exam tomorrow night for my Geology lab. At least I'll be free from damn topographic maps.

Oh, and as a reminder to myself, my exam schedule:

Math and Humanity -- 2:00 p.m. Saturday, Dec. 9
Earth Resources -- 8 a.m. Tuesday, Dec. 12
Art: Renaissance-Contemprary -- 11 a.m. Tuesday, Dec. 12
Intro to English Studies -- 2 p.m. Tuesday, Dec. 12
Classical Mythology -- 2 p.m. Thursday, Dec. 14

...Yes, I have a final exam on a Saturday. It's math. Math sucks like that.

*goes to work on my five-page essay, muttering under breath*

blue_raven, you're allowed to start poking me with that stick on Wednesday. ;)

That'd be me.

Okay, so the iMac was shit at home, but then on Sunday I was all, "My precious computer!" and going back to college so I was fine. Only when I got back to school, somehow my Norton had expired so, uh, I couldn't access any websites. Lovely.

So what do I do? Do I be smart and wait for morning to call Technical Assistance?

No. Instead I try to fix it myself and probably fucked up my computer.

*sighs* I'm going to call the Tech people on Wednesday. Right now I have a 5-6 page paper to write in the computer lab. Fun.

Apparently I need to have a number 11 on my wishlist: "Stop computers from crapping out on me."

So...my RA just knocked on my door and informed me that my room "smells." And helpfully noted that if said-smell isn't gone by Friday, I'll get charged.

....

*flails* What the HELL? Where is this mysterious smell? I need every penny, they can't charge me! And my uber-neat-freak roommate is so going to pin this on me!

*cries* Goddamnit.

*goes to turn the room upside down and clean the whole goddamn place for a smell I have no fucking clue my RA's talking about*

ETA: Wow, suitemates, your "I guess it kinda smells, but I can't say what it smells like or if it's in a particular spot" comments are so helpful. *grumbles*