*tears hair out*/ emo rage ohnoes
I have to write a paper by Wednesday for that stupid class, and I don't even know what the fuck I'm looking for. Every time I say "proportional systems" to someone, they go "Bwuh?", repeat it back to me and give me a blank look. Yeah, it's awesome. If that wasn't proof enough, there is no information about this crap ANYWHERE online. Not even Wikipedia is giving me a straight answer, and all I expect from them is a rough outline, so I could at least know how to look for this stuff. I swear, that book she put on reserve at the library is probably the only book written about this crap. Nobody else really cares. It was the most arbitrary thing to have us write a paper about, and she knows it. Came out of fucking left field, and she didn't even do a good job about explaining it. TYPICAL PROFESSOR PERFORMANCE IS TYPICALLLLLL.
AAAAAAAARGHGGGHHHHH IS IT THANKSGIVING YET.
*flails angrily* On top of that, I can't seem to put anything decent on paper. Not that I really have time to be drawing for myself anyway; I owe so many drawings in so many different directions, on top of schoolwork...I wish I was one of those people that could throw at least one good picture down every time they sit down to draw. That would be GORGEOUS right about now.
...and I just found out that the birthday present I was planning on buying for myself will have to wait until November. Assuming I can grab one then, that is. I'll have to keep up my turkey vulture gig going for another 15 days. Figures. +_+
Someone up there hates me. *glares upwards into sky* Well, whoever it is can go do various things to themselves. I'm not asking for much, am I?
Also, Cinderella is severely clashing with my music, which is far superior. I never really cared for that movie, anyway. >:/ *turns up music in my earphones really loud*
BETTER YET.
*blares Nikopol and puts it on repeat* This song is perfect for how I feel right now.