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karriezaiLet's see. I've gotten some decent studying done, but not much else. I started on one of the books for stupid-class, but by 'start' I mean, well, two chapters. And they're little chapters, this isn't a six chapter book or anything. I read the Noh plays I need to make up before and took notes, so writing a little two-page blurb or so shouldn't be a problem... but there's still a lot of other shit I need to do. And I work tomorrow night. So fuck.
The stuff for stupid-class can be put off a while longer, I think. I guess I should probably do the one that's actually due on Tuesday, no sense in making it late when I'm actually there. But the make-up assignment, what's another day or two?
Um. Beyond that. I had my birthday dinner with Danny's parents tonight (I guess it's yesterday now...). They got me two $50 gas cards, very useful; a shirt and skirt set; and a watch with interchangeable bands. I love how I'm a part of their family so much that they get me birthday presents... and not just little $10 trinkets. She must have spent as much as $150 on me. Danny and I got her mother's day cards, and I got her one from Hobbes too because I saw it and couldn't resist.
I worked today and looked at the schedule and realized Debra changed it. Now I'm scheduled to work Wednesday and whichever weekend day I wasn't scheduled on before. Which freaking sucks. If ever there was a time I didn't need her adding days to my schedule without talking to me about it first, it's now. It's the end of the semester, finals are next week, I don't need to deal with this crap right now! I'm going to try to cover my shift on Wednesday, but even if I can't get it covered I'm not going to work. I won't just flake, I'll tell them I'm not coming. But I'm not going to go. They changed it on me after I was already scheduled to have off. It's the day after my birthday (when on my birthday I have class form 9:30AM to 9PM including two big tests), plus I have a shitload of studying/work left before finals. Kiss my ass, it isn't my problem, and if you want to fire me for it, I'll find a job that isn't freaking retarded. You need me way more than I need you, anyway.
I'm tired. Just waiting for Danny to be ready to go to bed.
On the plus side, I may not have to take my psych final. If I make a B+ or higher on the midterm Tuesday I won't go, assuming the final is one of the exams he'll drop. He's supposed to drop the lowest grade, I'm assuming that means the final if the final happens to be the lowest.
Er. So I'm messaging back and forth with both Deborah and my brother. I'm telling Cris how amazing Iron Man is because he gets to go see it next weekend. With Deborah, we're figuring out roommate stuff and sort of getting to know each other a little.
I guess that's it. Tired now.
The stuff for stupid-class can be put off a while longer, I think. I guess I should probably do the one that's actually due on Tuesday, no sense in making it late when I'm actually there. But the make-up assignment, what's another day or two?
Um. Beyond that. I had my birthday dinner with Danny's parents tonight (I guess it's yesterday now...). They got me two $50 gas cards, very useful; a shirt and skirt set; and a watch with interchangeable bands. I love how I'm a part of their family so much that they get me birthday presents... and not just little $10 trinkets. She must have spent as much as $150 on me. Danny and I got her mother's day cards, and I got her one from Hobbes too because I saw it and couldn't resist.
I worked today and looked at the schedule and realized Debra changed it. Now I'm scheduled to work Wednesday and whichever weekend day I wasn't scheduled on before. Which freaking sucks. If ever there was a time I didn't need her adding days to my schedule without talking to me about it first, it's now. It's the end of the semester, finals are next week, I don't need to deal with this crap right now! I'm going to try to cover my shift on Wednesday, but even if I can't get it covered I'm not going to work. I won't just flake, I'll tell them I'm not coming. But I'm not going to go. They changed it on me after I was already scheduled to have off. It's the day after my birthday (when on my birthday I have class form 9:30AM to 9PM including two big tests), plus I have a shitload of studying/work left before finals. Kiss my ass, it isn't my problem, and if you want to fire me for it, I'll find a job that isn't freaking retarded. You need me way more than I need you, anyway.
I'm tired. Just waiting for Danny to be ready to go to bed.
On the plus side, I may not have to take my psych final. If I make a B+ or higher on the midterm Tuesday I won't go, assuming the final is one of the exams he'll drop. He's supposed to drop the lowest grade, I'm assuming that means the final if the final happens to be the lowest.
Er. So I'm messaging back and forth with both Deborah and my brother. I'm telling Cris how amazing Iron Man is because he gets to go see it next weekend. With Deborah, we're figuring out roommate stuff and sort of getting to know each other a little.
I guess that's it. Tired now.