I hate today

I think I failed my finals. Hopefully they just boot me so I have a reason to never come back to this wasted shithole of a city, or this pedantic hag-seed university. God I fucking hate this place.

I cut myself shaving too. I think one side of my face is getting lumpier, as I keep getting those annoying little ass cuts that you can barely see and you almost forget about them until you happen to touch that part of your face. It's all smooth too, until you hit the searingly painful minefield of nicks right on my jaw.

I also found out someone took almost all of my money out of my checking account. Thank you whoever you were. Now I get to spend another holiday writing sappy cards to compensate for the fact that my presents cost a total of about 17 bucks.

And of course it had to snow. Now the nice, big, fluffy snow like you see on tv shows. The nasty, grimly, I-live-in-a-fucking-toxic-waste-dump snow. It's just fucking grand when not only do you get to walk down ten flights of concrete stairs down the face of a fucking mountain to get to some fucking bullshit exam, you also get to do it with a nice quarter-inch of ice on the ground.

And to top it off, I spent the last of my cash on laundry, so now I can't even get in on a fucking joint. The only thing I have is fucking soda, and I'm not sure how many people are willing to trade weed for root beer. Jesus Christ I hate this fucking bullshit.

 

So you fail and you're given the boot? The American finals system is a bully.

Serves you right for shaving yourself. Guys with beards, mmm... My gosh, they're hot. Except for the Arabs.

In my universe, the merry thief could be only one person: my mom.

Hmmm... Can't talk about the snow stuff. I've never even seen snow so close.

I'd tell you to grab some other plant, but that could be really dangerous. Beware of the cinnamon.

The entity you're trying to get through is currently busy.
For God, dial 1.
For the Devil, dial 2.
For any angel, dial 3.
For any daemon, dial 4.
For Gosh, Pete or Jebus, dial 0.
Otherwise, please hold on and you'll be put through to the Metatron's department.

 

...thank you Bunny.

 

Well, so now, after your rector said you "GET OUT!!!", you're not an engineer? My condolences, Blinky.

 

AHA I wondered where all my bad luck had gone to. If anyone wondered what my day has been like Press this

Spoiler

I think I just passed my last exam today, anyway I got confirmation that i had passed my history exam, and that even though I spent only five hours reading before the exam, go me!!!

I got a really smooth shave here, only cut myself once. hurray!!

I just got my stipend in, money, money, money, it so funny, its a rich mans world.*does the a little bit richer than poor happy dance of joy*

That is just the kind of snow we got here, too bad I don't have a camera so i can show you. yay fluffy snow hanging heavely on every tree with crisp not too cold air.

I got a bottle of red wine wich I intend to get vicously drunk on later today...and I intend to take all my dirty laundry home for christmas. Poor mom gets so much work.

 

They haven't kicked me out, but they might. I can't work in this fucking school, all they do is profit engineering. Which isn't real engineering. Real engineering is the application of the sciences for the betterment of mankind. Profit engineering is the application of the sciences so you can make money. It's a rather disgustingly inferior substitute.

 

Where are you?

 

I feel somewhat sad for Blinky.
Take it easy, lad. Everything's going to work out just fine.
Here, take some weed
*throws Blinky a crapload of Joints*
Have a good one.

 

Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute, in Troy, New York, the anus of the Hudson River Valley.

And thank you wolfsbane, you're quite kind.

 

I know. I like the thought of annoying you with immagnary joints instead of real ones, which you cannot get because of your poorness. I'm sooo kind.

 

Long live General Portion!

 

Snus is disgusting! Bleh! Get away from me you dirty faggots!

 

*Gives Wolfsbane a portion of heroine*
Take this, guy. With this you can beat all this weed-addicts!

 

Throws the heroine at the ground, jumps on it and then spits on it*
How DARE you try and compare this crap with snus? Are you insane?!
*swings bat*

 

I want a heroine too, preferebly a whole one who will want to have sex with me.

 

Maybe this is a cultural thing... but what the fuck is snus?

 

chew.