Shit I think I’m falling sick. I’m sick, I’m tired, I’m cold and I’m just bleh right now. And I have a dumb stupid lab report to write by this coming stinking Monday. And a stupid Accounting “test” this Friday. For fuck’s sake, this is only the third stupid week in the term. Test on two freaking chapters?! And each chapter, I swear is like 20 pages. Shit. I hate you, uni. Suck my balls.
AND MY HANDS ARE FREAKING FREEZING. ARGH.
Feel the hate emanating off me, damn it. I’m in a hateful mood right now. And the stupid lab report introduction section has to be 800 words. I have a feeling that by the time I hand it in, I know that half of what I typed in that intro is utter bullshit. Just to fill the stupid word count. I hate word counts. Hate them!
Have you seen some of the other reports we have to read, university? Their introductions are less than 200 words, damn it! >_< Two-freaking-hun-freaking-dred words. Argh! I am refusing to continue this ridiculous course!
Why can't you be more like Statistics? There is only one answer. If you’re wrong, you’re wrong. Not stupid word subjects like Psychology. I slaved over the last damn report for at least one week. Straight. Slaved I tell you! And I swear that girl that marked it hates me because she gave me a crap score. And not crap as in, “Oh, I slaved over it and all I got was a B+.” Dude, I don’t do that. I count my lucky stars if I manage a B even.
Do you know what she gave me? A freaking D grade! Argh! She hates me. >_<
I feel so unmotivated suddenly…
And this is another reason why I love WordPress so much more than any previous blogging systems that I’ve tried. Excluding Livejournal here. And it is because I can update anywhere with any wireless connections available without any problems. Note, keyword is without any problems.
I remember last term when I finished at 5PM every single day except Monday and the weekends. I’d stay at university for a few hours to wait for my parents to finish work or to just muck around. At that time, I was using Fusion News because not only was it flat-file, it was easy to install, customize and use. However, when I try and use it at university, the stupid bugger can’t seem to keep me logged-in. I’ll log-in, click on the “New Post” page and it’ll say that I can’t access that page because I’m not logged in. If I manage to finally get to the “Create New Post” page, I can’t publish it. Why? Because the bugger says that I don’t have permission to do that. Please log-in. It was just a bitch.
Then I migrated to using Livejournal only. That was no problems. Yeah, it was cool. Not my Livejournal account serves only to be my archived/backup. Eh heh. Wordpress, I love you~!
Okay. Moving on. Now I’m going to rant about my knuckles. And my condition as a hyperhydrosis sufferer. Just a quick look at what hyperhydosis is, let me explain. It’s just excessive sweating that can occur in the palms, armpit and feet. So anyway, it’s not just the normal nervous clammy hands. This is serious water dripping out of the palms. OK. Not that gory. When I sweat, and I don’t wipe it, you can see the moisture on my palm. And if I leave it long enough or I actually am feeling nervous, I can just tip my palms and you can see the water droplets rolling off my palms. It’s just really excessive sweating.
So. Hyperhydrosis. It’s a bitch let me tell you that. It’s a downright damn bitch. However, it’s occasionally nice to have. Like when you want to disgust that slut without actually being too direct. Just let your hands sweat a little, hehe, then shake their hands. Oh ho ho. Then quickly walk away. They’ll be “Eww. That was disgusting.” But at least you know that she has germs. Muahaha. OK. That was too childish and probably wouldn’t work and you would just drop right down to -3847023 on the popularity scale. Well, I’ve learned to live with it and it does have it’s benefit. Like when I need a quick ironing session and there’s no irons around. But wait! Just let my hands sweat a little then use your palms like an iron. It really does work, love. Another occasion you can use hyperhydrosis. When you want to clean a fruit like say…pear. You can’t wash it because there’s no basin around. Let your palms sweat a little then start wiping that little bugger. Oh yes, it works.
But it’s a bitch most of the time. Because I have this laptop and when I bring it to university, I don’t bring the mouse. So I have to resort to using that tiny mouse pad thing. And people like me can’t freaking use it because our hands starts to sweat. Yes, it sweat right up to the tip of your fingers. So anyway, you start using the pad, your fingers starts to sweat because of the friction and other factors and soon your mouse doesn’t follow your movement because the freaking pad is sticky like shit. I have to use my knuckles to move it around. And after a while, it does hurt. You try using only your knuckles for a few hours. Rub it all around the pad and see if it doesn’t hurt. And even if I don’t use my fingers, the stupid pad still gets clammy so I still have to wipe the pad. And all around the pad. And the keyboard. And wherever I touch on this laptop. Cause there’s just sweat all over. It’s so disgusting. And my friends laugh everytime I take a break from the laptop and start wiping my laptop like I’m a freak. Argh. I need to insert an emoticon right about here but I haven’t uploaded the functions page to use it so I’m just going to have to go without the emoticons. Blergh.
One last thing I’m complaining. Dear WP, why the hell do you insist on sticking that ugly yellow banner all over the control panel telling me to upgrade. Can’t you just make yourself appear only on the dashboard? You’re being a bitch. Please remove yourself. I don’t have time to upgrade you. I enjoy the old you.
Sometimes I tell myself that I’m not going to blog until the next day, but then at night I’ll come crawling to my laptop and post something. It’s quite a…strange feeling.
I laid in bed last night and thought about how my first week of returning to university went by quite fast. Even though it’s been blaring at me in the face for the whole five days. I’ve got to wake up before 9am. That’s quite a feat considering that last term I had one day off, classes starting at 1pm for two days and the other two days consisted of a loooooong day. It was extreme advantage and disadvantage. Still…
So how was my first week back? Boring and dull. And just makes my financial problems all the more clearer and bolder and heavier and just more headache. Side note, I dropped in my CV at a small sushi shop about 15 minutes from the university campus. It’s small and convenient and I have a feeling that if I do get this job, I’ll enjoy it immensely comparing to my previous job as a cafe waitress.
So back to my first week back at university. I’m only taking three papers this term. Accounting, Psychology and a Statistics paper. I’m not really liking any of them but I have to admit Psychology is rather interesting. We’re currently studying the brain and it’s all pretty gory stuff but I quite like it. I suppose if I take away the fact that I have to get up early each day, take away the Accounting paper, I suppose I quite enjoy university actually. Though I admit I’m not the best straight A student.
Maybe to maintain some reasonable HTML skills, I could create a simple single HTML page on what I have studied so far in Psychology.
Me, Ashley/Ash/AJ, out. *salute*