Life needs change.

 

CONSPIRACY THEORY #20050127

my prof for my venice and london 18^th C. class makes me SO angry!!!!! he’s SO disorganized. we’re supposed to have a reading list by the beginning of the term. nada. so last week when we had our first class he said he’d look at what we were all interested in and devise one. nada. we’re supposed to do these stupid un-assessed presentations on certain topics. normally the profs will allow us to choose the topic and stuff, he chose for us. tuesday’s class came and went. he did most of the talking. he said that by wednesday noon we’d have a reading list for the rest of the term. nada. we got it today. i have to present this coming tuesday. of course if the reading list isn’t made up, then the books we need won’t be placed on short-term loan in the library and they cannot MAGICALLY be done. the person i’m working with LIVES ON CAMPUS AND SHE TAKES OUT THE BOOKS WHEN SHE CAN GO AND READ THE FUCKING PHOTOCOPIES IN THE SLIDE LIBRARY/GRAD CENTRE!!!!! and on top of that i have ONE book to work from and she has 3. funny thing is, she wanted to work with me… why? i mean she’s a cool girl, but SO high strung. i thought i already gave everyone else the impression that i don’t get all worked up about shit. my prof suggested that we make handouts. firstly, if the seminar doesn’t go quite as he planned, well fuck off. i have better things to do than wait around for you to give me late instructions on what to present on. do it yourself then buddy. secondly, i’m not going to make a handout. sorry, photocopying is NOT in my budget and so i will e-mail it to everyone. thirdly, you’ve been teaching at this fucking university for a good 25+ years. get your act together! will i do the readings? nah. the books are unavailable in the library and i refuse to photocopy articles that i’ll never read again.

 

it’s raining cats and dogs again. not quite as cold as yesterday. SIGH! why do we bother having a lock on the front door if you don’t bother with it? jeezy peezy, i don’t care that there’s a porter overnight, and that there’s cameras by both entrances to the building. close the fucking lock!!!!! why can’t you just treat it like the front door to your house or something?

 

hey hey. i just read something that triggered my memory. i was talking to tim, my neighbour whom i mooch music off of, and he was telling me this story of when he was on the beach somewhere with his gf (at the time) that all her hair began to stand on end like when you stick your hand on that thingy at the science centre. apparently that meant that she was at a high risk of getting struck by lightening. i dunno if this is true or not, but that’s fucking freaky because that means that i’m more liable to get struck by lightening because regardless of the season I’M STATIC!!!!! i was hoping it wouldn’t be so bad here because there’s so much more dampness in the air. wishful thinking my friends. anyhow, if any of you know your fizix please lemme know if this is true so i can ummm… ground myself before going out in a thunderstorm.

 

bags bags bags. dark circles, when will i get a decent night’s sleep? there have still been only 2 occasions that i’ve been able to sleep through the night without waking up. and both were before i went home. AND i’ve been breaking out like mad. before i went home, it wasn’t so bad. hey that rhymes!

 

agent orange

ps this is for stephie. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOZART!!!!! i only know cuz it’s the same day as my sister’s b-day.

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