Well...I finished my paper on Pan's Labyrinth....at about 10:20 TODAY. ....oops. Oh well...I e-mailed it to him and he took it so whatev. Haha, I like saying "whatev" because it has attitude, rather than the ever-so-blah "whatever" that is dropped like money embezzled by a high-ranking college administrator. XD

Sigh....work in, like, SEVEN minutes and I really don't want to go. Yea it's convenient to work on campus and all that, but I really don't need the guilt-tripping from the oh-so-nice lady above me when I feel sick and want to cop out. I DO EVERYTHING SHE ASKS, but if I feel like crap and am not in the mood to get everybody in counseling sick, IT DOES NOT MATTER.

This is why people like Beth and me go to school with strep. *anger*

ALSO....MOAR ANGER!!! Not only was my film class CANCELLED yesterday, it is cancelled ALL WEEK. Instead of writing a paper on a film watched in our apparently now non-existant class, we must write a paper on his damn play. Like I have ten dollars to be dropping on this or that. Yes I have two jobs, but I don't have those jobs for petty money...I HAVE THEM TO SAVE SO I WON'T BE RELYING ON MY MOTHER WHO CANNOT AFFORD TWO KIDS BECAUSE SHE HAS NO JOB. I pay rent, I pay my insurance, I pay for a good deal of my own food, I pay for my gas, I pay for this and for that...but he just ASSUMES that we all have the "cash" to drop on some pointless play that I DON'T EVEN HAVE TIME TO WATCH BECAUSE I AM SICK WITH A COLD THAT HAS GOTTEN WORSE AND WORKING TWO JOBS.

I used to love love love love love this class, but now I hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate it.

On top of all of this, we're not having class next week either because he has to go off and do some theatre competition. I'm sorry CASH CARPENTER but the world does not revolve around your THEATRE KIDS. This is what makes the Z___ G______'s of the world. BECAUSE EVERYONE ACTS LIKE BECAUSE THEY ARE IN THEATRE THEY GET PREFERENTIAL TREATMENT. Bull. Shit. Like no other bull shit in the world.

AND THIS IS WHY I AM NOT, read me, NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT GOING TO DO THEATRE EVER AGAIN. EVER.