Oh well today I had a test on my anatomy class with Bones and their general structure along with the joints of the bones and .. skin... for some odd reason. Well I studied 2 to 3 days mind you and I figured I'd get a decent grade... considering it was alot he was putting on the test. Well I walk into the room all confident and as soon as the proffessor hands out the exams wouldn't you know its 40 questions and about half the questions I dont know! its like he put things in there that we hadn't even covered personally with him! i was so upset because he had specifcally stated that it was going to be a majority of bones from the skull... there weren't! and only 1 question of joints.. then.. the skin was like.. all over that exam! so not fair! I'm just hoping I pass the exam haha. I'm sure no one in that class was happy...apart from that having a person tell you in your face that the exam was easy is enough to make anyone upset! I'm just looking forward to tomorrow..

My rant? Disney calling tinkerbell a fairy............. she is not a fairy, in peter pan, i do believe he called her a pixie. Actually, I would say that is a fact. who are they to just up and change would one the greatest movies of all times? did she go to the fairy queen and get magically turned into a fairy? I really want them to explain this to me.

done, thanks

I am so FREAKING annoyed with people thinking they are better than me because they listen to more popular music, or they are better at sport, or they have had more practice at being a wanker than me. I HATE IT SO MUCH! If I want to talk to a friend that's friends with the popular people and me as well, I get shot down or I have derogitory statements thrown at me constantly whenever I try to join the conversation, or even to tell that one person something! Those people will never grow up, and they need to learn how to be a better person in life, or they will be hated throughout it, and they will never be successful! (not that I WANT them to be successful!)

My current Rant;
My damned dream last night gave me an emotional relapse when I woke up.
I miss my... ex-boyfriend. I miss the interaction and talking to eachother.
...
I've ignored all thoughts of him for a long while now. and now it's all rushing (unwelcoming) through me. I feel bipolar with my constant
"I'm really happy! FREE SPIRIT wHOOt" then too
"FUK... . . . . . . ."
Maybe that's normal for a heartbreak. *shrugs* I don't know. this is my first crush.
uhm.
I think I'm going to enhance my looks a bit. So where that leads me.
I'm usually a "I hate makeup" - "I like fashion, but on me... no" type of person.
I want to see where life leads me if I feel and be pretty.

RANT.

I wish I could bludgeon myself to the point of complete cognitive revamping. I can only find chemistry with people who are confident and charismatic, which typically - if not always - translates to assholes. There's always a deep-seated self-hatred or insecurity in these people, and once I get to know them, it starts to bother me. And my god, the selfishness. How can I be attracted to someone who cares almost exclusively about himself? It's nonsensical.

I'm finding myself in yet another situation where I might become a third wheel, and though everything is different, I'm worried I'm going to get the same outcome. On the plus side, maybe it'll help me get over the last asshole.

What bugged me the most about today was that I woke up 15 minutes before class. Fantastic, I was going to be late. So then I yank up my clothes and snatch my bags and run down stairs. I open the door and all hell is breaking loose across the sky. It is practically POURING outside. So I have to run back upstairs and get my umbrella. When I get there, I remember that my umbrella broke the last time it rained. I payed 10 bucks for that cheap thing. So I had to borrow my roommates umbrella. Plus, I stepped in a puddle and my shoes got soaked. TwT

My best friend/ex fiance called me and we got into this huge fight AGAIN, and then he has the audacity to call back five minutes later as ask me to mapquest something for him like nothing ever happened. A week ago, that would have been fine. I'm used to just blowing it off, I know he's under a lot of stress. But the past few days, he's done nothing but irritate the crap out of me and I'm starting to think that he EXPECTS me to be able to just roll with EVERYTHING. He tells me things I really don't want to know and gets surprised when I get upset? But of course when I say ONE wrong thing, it's like the end of the world.

Well, it's bugging me that I've been working out in the rain for the past 4 hours while my supervisor sat inside on her butt. I think I need a raise.

Cell Phones!!

I work in a store and I get so tried of people coming in and not getting off their phones to order their stuff or even really talk to me while I try to do my job and wait on them.:rawrmayor:

Originally Posted by Fuzzyratt

Cell Phones!!

I work in a store and I get so tried of people coming in and not getting off their phones to order their stuff or even really talk to me while I try to do my job and wait on them.:rawrmayor:

OMG that's so annoying! And then they get annoyed with you because you're trying to get them to sign something or to make sure you got what they wanted correctly...

when i went to leave the house for school this morning, i saw that my front door was unlocked. apparently, when my roommate went to bed last night after me, she didn't lock the house up. i guess we were pretty lucky no one broke in and did whatever they wanted to while we slept. definitely gonna have to make sure we're locked up myself tonight.

What bugged me the most today was all three of my kids screaming and fighting in the back seat of the car today.

I'm really ticked my dream had to ruin my mental state today!

It really scratched at my emotional structure and broke me down.
I decided I might have to go rebellion against mother and my brother had me brainwashed with un helpful words which sounded right at the time of my weakness.
So F-ck me then.

I woke up this morning about ten minutes after the first class started because a power outage killed my alarm clock and my parents had already gone to work assuming I had already left.

My mother has been harassing me and my brothers about having to save money because the economy is so bad. Okay fine, no problem. She states we have to cut back on eating out. No problem, I'm sick of eating take out. What totally pissed me off was the fact that tonight we had a multitude of leftovers, especially a bunch of spaghetti (which I planned on eating), and mom told me to run out and get food. WHAT THE HECK? We have plenty of food here, at home. Just put it in the nuker, or even cook chicken or something. And because I refused to go pick up food, take out food, for only one of my siblings (the other brother was on the same wavelength as I), my mother gets angry at me. You're the one who wants to save money. You're the one who keeps telling us to stop eating out. Stop sending me mixed signals D*****!!!

Today was AWFUL.

I woke up late with only five minutes to get ready lest I be late for my class. Of course it took fifteen minutes to get out of the house because I was searching for a notebook for my Government class that had all my notes in it. Of course I didn't find it and I was almost certain that we had an open note quiz and my professor is the type to make the questions impossible to answer unless you have your notes. However, I couldn't just be late because if you're not in class when the professor reads off your name on the roster, you're marked absent and I had already used both of my free absences from being sick so I had to be there on time or else my grade would be lowered by an entire letter.... Anywho, I just gave up all pursuit of my notebook and decided I would face the possibility of an open notebook quiz with my backup notebook which did have a few of my notes so there was the chance that I wasn't completely screwed.

When I actually exited my house I was instantly greeted by rain. I actually like rain, it's fun... but when it's cold and the heater in your car is broken it's not so fun. So after running out to my car and climbing in I am instantly greeted with this awful stench. I can't even describe what it smelled like other than the fact that it was completely putrid and horrible and every negative descriptive word you could think of. Then I remembered... my mother had used my car to take some stuff to the dump, a few of the items being a collection of cans filled with unidentifiable bright orange toxic waste that she had accidently spilled. She told me that she had tried to clean up as much as she could, but obviously this was a smell that would not go down easily. So I had to drive the thirty minute commute to school with my windows rolled up to avoid getting soaked and without the A/C to circulate the air to get rid of the smell in the slightest.

Needless to say, when I reached school I was more than happy to just get out of that car to escape the smell. Reaching down to pick up my books that had fallen on the ground, my fingers came into contact with something wet and goopy. Apparently my mother had missed a rather sizable spot of the toxic waste and my books had fallen directly into it and because I had reached down to grab it, my hand was now covered in it. Looking at the time, I had less than five minutes to run across campus in order to reach my classroom so there wouldn’t be any time to make it to the bathroom in order to wash my hands. So instead of a full on washing, I just took care of it as best I could with the hand sanitizer and tissue paper I keep in my car before running to class. I barely made it in time for my name to be called as I took a seat, trying not to throw up from the smell radiating off of my right hand and trying not to acknowledge the fact that if I could smell the waste that clearly, everyone around me would be able to as well.

After roll call, the professor announced we would be having an open note quiz. I slammed my head against the desk. The time was just 9am. It only got worse after that but my rant is already long enough… *exasperated sigh*

Waking up to early and when i logged onto to mene i had to go to my email cause i typed in my password wrong so i had to reset my password.

My math homework. As I am homeschooled, I also have a lot of free time on my hands, so whenever my work is done or I run out of things to be done online or around the house, the boredom is crippling.

About the math, though, it was not hard but it took incredibly long to do, seeing as I had to break 500 down into tiny bits of 15 to figure out something I already forgot. *Bad memory*

I hate when the scale breaks in the house and nobody says anything until after I start freaking out because the scale says that I've gained thirty pounds.

And the laughter at my very understandable horror is not appreciated.

So, I don't know who is a fan of dentistry but I am not one of them. I had an appointment for a cleaning and then one right after to have my wisdom teeth looked at to be removed. First one went ok, except for the scratching at the gums and the forcing of the dental floss between the teeth, coulda been worse I guess. So I wait for my next appointment and they call me back after about 15 minutes. It's really busy there but they are still ahead of schedule. Cool. I sit down in the seat of terror and the assistant puts the napkin/bib thing on me, strange to just TALK about something. So I say, "So, what exactly are we doing now?" And she says, "You don't know?" I shake my head. "You're getting two little cavities filled" NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I hate how they lure you in with one thing just so that they can drill. Evil maniacle nutjobs....

Ok I guess it wasn't that bad. But the thing is, my teeth that they decide to drill are never bothering me until AFTER they do it. Hmm... And now I think that my mouth is starting to look like the freakin cave of wonders. I could be rich if I sold all the silver in here. And that's pretty bad. I've got to be careful this halloween... oh... and I'm getting my wisdom teeth cut out on the 5th... And it's suposed to hurt for 2 weeks.... and it's supposed to take 3 months to heal... Why couldn't I have perfect teeth!?

People... that's what bugged me most today.

I had a headache during class and then the professor said 'homogenous' and some ~witty~ guy was all, "EXCUSE ME, WHAT DOES HOMO MEAN?" and the teacher answered and what not. But a good portion of the class was all "*snicker snicker* hahah, ~homo~, oh my gaaawd *snicker snicker snicker*"

Ughhh. People, I have no patience for my classmates /:

Hmm... getting a half hour of sleep wasn't really the best way to begin my day, but other than that it wasn't too bad of a day.

Then again, I had a total idiot moment in my World Lit class where I thought I had left my homework back in my car and so had to beg my teacher to allow me to run and get it after class since he has an incredibly strict no late work policy where he has to have it when he asks for it or you get no credit. Luckily he allowed me to go and get it, but after searching every square inch of my car I still couldn't find my assignment which I knew I had grabbed before I left home. Then on my way back to class the assignment fell out of my notebook.... the one I had flipped through very carefully to see if it was there. I suppose it's all well and good though, at least I got my assignment turned in on time.

Work. Of course work always bugs me. I thinks its because I do everyone else work because they like to dump it on me. I'm the only one that does all of the closing procedures because the other girl feels that she doesn't have to help so she just leaves early. I've already spoken with my manager about it but she has yet to do anything about it. I think that I might request a transfer t o another branch soon. Oh I work in a bank by the way. I've been in banking for 3 years now and I've never hated a group of employees more then them. They have no clue what the word "teamwork" means. I almost had the chance to get a promotion to an assistant manager at another branch but my manager talked me out of it saying that I would hate working under the area manager at the new branch because he is a complete whack job. I really wish I wouldn't have listened to them.

My brother calling me really hurtful names which i am not gonna say so yea...He was really mean :cry:

I like how the Monopoly game at McDonalds makes my mother completely psychotic.

No really, it's pretty great.