Next week is finals here, and you know what that means. Another list of all the things that need to be done over the next week and a half. Hooraaaay.

( Don't click. Seriously, it'll depress you. )

So, that's depressing. But I've otherwise had a pretty good day today. My little sister got into William and Mary, early decision, so yay for her!! =D And all day I've been rewatching Misfits and getting caught up on The Office, which has actually been pretty good the past few weeks, even though Jim and Pam annoy me now. Ooh, and I stocked up on ice cream and cookies for my upcoming mondo study session, so I'm excited. Mmm. Chocolate.

Oh, also, I saw Dollhouse tonight...
( Spoilers! )

With that, I guess I'll actually start on this list. Maybe I'll go do laundry. Or start studying law. Making a responsible choice for my future. On a Friday night. Being a director had better be awesooooome.

Dayum, I just realized I completely forgot to do one for last week. Um... it was pretty good. Mainly just because of the idea that there are doppelgangers for every character running around, like alternative universe Latino Marshall or Lesbian Robin (or G-CWOK Barney and Ted? Yes? No?) Anyway... I give last week a B.

This week...
( They said I had A.D.... something. Can we have class outside?! )

And now excuse me while I scream about school:
( Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!!! )

So, um, yeah. I'm off to do homework. For the rest of my life. Which will probably only last until the end of the week, at this rate.

I think months of sleep deprivation and RP drama are finally catching up to me today. My heart just feels really heavy. And even my fluff icon isn't helping.

So let's try memes!

Stolen from otempora42:

Reply to this meme by yelling "Words!" and I will give you five words that remind me of you.
Then post them in your LJ and explain what they mean to you.

I got Victor, Pushing Daisies, Ted, Pixar, and awesome crack fic.

( What's that left hand? Right hand sucks? WORD. )

Typical. First official post of the summer, and it's me stressing out about something.

( Cut for lengthy rant and summer summary... )

ETA: HOLY CRAP IT'S JUNE 1ST. ...That is all. =P

So today, AKA my first Reading Day, was a pretty epic fail on my part.

One positive: I finished revising one essay for nonfiction and got to pop one of my balloons! (I got a balloon for every project I need to finish between now and Saturday, and when I finish something I pop the balloon. This morning I had eight of them. Now I have seven.)

But that's all I managed to do. All. Day. I'd hoped to get that essay out of the way by noon today, but I didn't wrap it up until about 10:30 PM. So my other one, which will take a lot longer to revise, will need to get done tomorrow, along with reading about eight books/articles and studying for my screenwriting final. Not to mention my hall breakfast, my staff lunch, and the mandatory sessions I need to go to for my summer internship.

This might be the first time I've used this expression here, but... FML.

I also made the rather fatal mistake of checking my grades this afternoon. I'm probably going to end up with a C in consciousness. Because that's what they gave me on my paper. Yeah. My awesome paper that I nearly killed myself writing. Fuck you, Gendle and Pugh. (Hey, I rhymed. Ain't I clever? =P)

Long story short, I cried three times today. I don't cry that often. It's not really something I plan to make a habit of.

But anyway, that's not really the point of this post. (Or I guess it's half the point.) No, the point is that while procrastinating, angsting, and eating half a pint of ice cream, I wrote a drabble in... wait for it... the Barely Coping universe-type thing! (Is a "yay" appropriate here?)

Anyway, this is a scene I've had in my head for a while, though I have no idea if I'll use it when I actually start writing this thing again. I was also using this to get back into the swing of that universe, because once this hellish week is over I'm going to actually have time to write some more of this, I hope. So for now I'm just... channeling my angst into drabble form. Mkay?!


( You're welcome, IO. )

All right. To bed with me. I won't be around much from now until Saturday/Sunday, so... peace out, suckers.

Can I just maybe stay on spring break forever? Please?

( Time for me to whine about school again... )

Life, why do you suck so much right now?

I don't really have anything to say that can explain what went so terribly today, or the rest of this week. Just know that I started the day after five hours of sleep (my average for this week, as well), went to a grammar class (which is pointless to begin with) only to discover that only 3 other people were there to listen to a seminar on TESOL programs (information which I will NEVER EVER NEVER NEED TO KNOW since I'm not an education major), and just spent half an hour on the phone with the bank in tears because apparently the internet stole $200 from me, and now I'm going to have to go through affidavit-ing and shit. Did I really need any of this stress on top of my normal astronomical levels? No, I did not!

Oh! And Res life is hosting this game night thing tonight, which is supposedly going to be fun, but I seriously do not want to go, because res life sucks all the fun out of everything by making them obligations and things we have to plan our lives around. I HATE it.

AND THE FUCKING FRATERNITIES ARE RUSHING RIGHT NOW AND ARE THUNDERING UP AND DOWN MY HALL WHEN I WAS PLANNING ON TRYING TO GET SOME SLEEP. WHAT THE FUCK?!

Look at this. Look at this. I'm so pissed off that I've turned into Judd Apatow.

Just... have you ever had one of those weeks where it feels like there's poison flooding through your veins, and your head's going to explode, and you feel like you could break down in tears at any moment? I've seriously cried like four times this week.

(The above paragraph is weird poeticizing of my metaphysical angst that probably only I will get. Typical. Why can't I ever say things in a way that makes sense?)

Sorry for the bitching. I'm just gragh grr argh right now, and want to punch my own life in the face for hurting me so much.

And I'm on duty tonight, so I have to stay up until 2 AM even though I REALLY want to go to bed early! (Sorry for all the edits... I keep remembering more things that suck.)

I have to go hit my head against some things now. Or possibly drink some gasoline.