bitterdiva

Mood how foulest thy be

For the entirety of Halloweek, I plan, gather, buy, clean and decorate. I spent the entirety of the weekend cleaning the apartment except for the kitchen – Saint Kristian worked on that. I am exhausted – thanks to the extra hour of weekend I got in an extra hour of cleaning. The Halloween party is going to be fantastic and I’m really excited about it, if I can make it through the week that is. I’m PMSing, I’m sick of listening to the phone ring and having to answer it, I can’t get any work done and I’ve been in the foulest mood all day.

I don’t enjoy listening to people bitch about their jobs and I understand that people don’t like to listen/read me bitching about mine. I don’t think I can handle this anymore – I just need a week off to do nothing. I need the workload to come off me and focus it somewhere else. I need a raise. I need psychopharmaceuticals. I need valium.

Tonight I have a quiz in my Eng. Comp II class and I have to finish the final draft of an essay that we had to write last week in class. I had wanted to work on that over the weekend so I didn’t have to sit in an uncomfortable chair in class and attempt to write an essay with the focus on description. I love to write but I’ve become disheartened with my professor because of the barrage of D’s on assignments handed back. Granted there were only two, one was the first quiz on the three stories we read – which I did – but the professor chose minute details out of the stories and crafted a subjective quiz. The other D was a group in class assignment focusing primarily on grammar – the three morons I worked with did not have their books and it took us an hour and half to work on problems. I should have done this by myself – at least if I received a D I would have deserved it.

I need to go home, take a nap, and watch Army of Darkness.

02:46 PM

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