I HATE EVERYTHING.

Today I got asked if I was workshy.

I am not sure it would be possible to be more insulted than I am right now.

Let me preface this by making it clear that I am not, by any means, a svelte or accomplished swimmer, nor have I ever been. Strong perhaps, once upon a time, but certainly not accomplished ( Read more... )

Somebody broke into my car last night.

They were kind enough to lock it up again afterwards, and don't appear to have taken anything, but they broke in nonetheless.

Anyhow, I now have to pay to get the window replaced, which was not in this month's budget at all.

Yes, it is 2005.

Since last night, I have mostly been thinking how sad it must be for all the people who haven't ever gone to a gig by a band they love so much that it's a bit like exploding with all the joy.

Me: [slightly frustrated remark to Y11 student to sit down]
Student A: Alright, alright, keep your socks on, Miss!
Student B: She's not wearing socks.
Student A: [glancing over from slumped seating position] Ok, ok, polyesters then.

So I just checked my student loan balance (stupid, I know), and have calculated that it will take me somewhere in the region of 17 years to pay it off at the current rate. Even assuming that my re-payments increase, the interest will mean that it will probably still be approximately the same amount of time.

I am truly glad I am not leaving school

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That is some fucked up shit. Not just a little bit either, but properly freakily fucked up, and I need for it to be Thursday already ( Read more... )

This weekend I have mostly been trying to avoid work by watching an amazingly terrible show called Beautiful People on YouTube. You can tell it's shit because a) I really like it, and b) it has all the shittest recurring role actors from other shit programs that I really like, and c) the *entire* thing is up on YouTube because even the people who ( Read more... )

I know that this is a TV show, and thus not 100% real life, but hear me out ( Read more... )