Shitty feeling. I don't know what I dreamt about last night, but it bummed me out. When I woke up, I had an urge to check my e-mail. That's how I found out I didn't get the scholarship I was really hoping to get. Now my grandpa gets to pay everything in full. He's going to be happy. Guess I should figure out how to get some student loans over there.
After a mini-panic attack, I go downstairs looking for some company, but my parents are on their way out. There's nothing on TV except a slasher movie on MTV called Idle Hands and Drake and Josh. I don't even feel like...
Fuck. I was just lying on the couch with my feet over the arm rest and the computer on my lap typing this. I felt something tickling my leg so I shift to see what it is. A GIANT COCKROACH. I freak out and try to swat it off. The only thing that occurs to me is to violently twitch and my computer goes flying. Thank god that the protective casing I bought for it arrived a couple of days ago. See Caro, it's not an exaggeration. My computer is perfectly fine. The cockroach, on the other hand, was only temporarily stunned. I just sprayed it with some Raid and it's crawling towards the corner to die.
Anyway, back to my whining. Well, surprisingly, this little adventure snapped me out of my mood. I really should be taking some medication, these mood swings can't be normal. I think I'm going to have waffles for lunch.
Friday, August 7, 2009
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