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2002-09-09 10:01 AM No One Listens To Me Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: Melodramatic No one listens to me. *sigh* Especially not the Universe. I asked for it to stay Sunday. But did it? No. So now it's Monday and I'm at school. How unfair is that? Probably about as unfair as it is for me to have to get to school by 8am so that I can find a parking space even though my class doesn't begin until 1:30pm. On the bright side, getting here early means I can get some work done. I just finished up my mini-paper that's due tomorrow for Race and the Law. Can you believe we have a mini-paper due in there every week? That class has so much work. It's insane. After posting this I'm going to log onto the Westlaw database and download the cases that I need to read for another one of tomorrow's classes. Hopefully, I can get all of my work for tomorrow done before I leave school tonight. That would mean I could go home, snarf down dinner, and pass out. Bed and sleep sound so inviting. What I wouldn't give to be passed out in my nice soft bed. But I'm stuck here, at school, in a hard chair with neon lights all above me. This isn't life. Life is supposed to be fun. This blows goats. I need to win the lottery. Be filthy rich and then Rob and I would never have to worry about work or school again. It would be so nice. But, no one listens to me, especially not the Universe. Which means no lottery winnings for me. *le sigh* Here's a "Cruel Intentions" quiz that I thought I would post. I liked the movie (never got around to seeing the sequel though - I suppose it's better that way) and am not too surprised by the answer. Though there are those who I have a feeling would peg me more as Kathryn. And to those people I say *nyah*!
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