Reality Sucks Sometimes -_-,

Really quick post and update of life's events this past couple weeks.
    - Boyfriend unit moved down to Santa Rosa - it was the logical thing to do since he's working and going to school here - but the boss unit for his second job (taking care of a mentally disabled person) was a complete bee snatch, sh!t-face, manipulative, rude woman (if she can even be called that at all...) Basically she's a monster who only has that job of being the main care-taker of that guy because it's the only job she can actually get and doesn't quit because she has control over someone and loves every minute of it. Crap hit the fan and so he quit the care taking job and got out of there as fast as humanly possible, which was great. But in the process I was called a b!tch and a wh0re. Not a fun situation to get involved with...
    - I embarrassed the crap out of myself by choking on a speech that I presented on the 24th and I just wanted to cry because it was so humiliating.. I knew the material and still messed up so badly that I had to ask to take a moment to compose myself becasue I was so nervous I froze.. and to boot there's an impromptu speech that I need to give today, not looking forward to that one bit. =/


Time's up.. peace..

Slow-Type Dayyyy

My seat is quite the uncomfortable one =/ ... Oh well, there's nothing that can really be done about it and plus I'll be heading out of the library in about 15-20 minutes anyways to go get something to munch on =] I am truely happy about the idea of food, cause it's been a good 5 hours since I've had anything solid hit the pit of my stomach. At least I have amazing food to look forward to: short rib stew. Excuse me while I go drool for a moment.... - 8 minutes later - ... still drooling, but really bored. I'm not so stoked about my math exam that's happening on Thursday, (wow, the guy that passed me was really unattractive.. obese, pouty fish lips, beady eyes and he dyed his hair the blondest blond you could get. WTF?) and I am not happy about the speech class I am taking in general because 1) I don't like the teacher all that much  2) The class is not fun  3) It takes me WAY out of my comfort zone on multiple levels 4) Ew.. just ew.  =/ It's almost as bad as my music history class. The only good thing about it is the fact that I got a free ticket to go see the American Philharmonic of Sonoma County in concert last saturday.  But then it also sucks because of the fact that there's a paper due on it.. bleh. I'd rather just go to enjoy, not go to write down what I hear.  Anywho, I've got about 5 ish minutes before it's time to go munch on the sandwich I made this morning: cream cheese and jam.  Really yummy in comparison to what Stephanie Plum eats occasionally, which is all of the food that she generally has in her home: a sandwich made of wonder bread, peanut butter and either pickles or olives.  Nasty, yes? I sure as heck think so. Well, I think that I am going to mosey my way to the print room of this floor of the library to go hole punch some graph paper so I can use it in my binder for notes in the future, slime down the stairs and make my way out to the silver sculpture/statue thingy that looks like it's got "pi" on the top of it.. yippe.

Peace, love and all that jazz..
~Halo