n. overlays of exhaustion.
Internet went out the other day. You know, two days after I last blogged. I was going to blog two days after I last blogged. At least I am still on an even day. It doesn’t really mess much up. We’re switching Internet companies.
As far as school goes, everything is too crazy to blog about. As if I even want to blog about it. We went to register today. The people in the financial aid office can be really … mean. I filled out the FAFSA thing online, excuse me for not knowing I would need ___ for my financial aid crap. Isn’t that what the ladies in the financial aid office are there for? Are they not there to help? I understand they can’t be super nice and such, but why be mean? She was finally nice when my mom walked in and explained everything. Before my mom had walked in, she’d told me that I hadn’t filled out the FAFSA form prior to today – even though[ as I far as I knew] I had. Why must they make you feel stupid like that? Maybe that’s just how they get their kicks because they didn’t get to go to Route 66 for the summer and browse around at different places. I don’t know.
I changed my Twitter username in case you tried to find me recently to @alizarddd. I might make a new one later on. I’m going to just have @dehluorg, @alizarddd and my new one, which will contain just my online and close friends. Not all of these random online peeps. I’ve thought really long and hard about it, too. I’m just tired of all of the random people I follow and all of the random people I allowed to follow me. I don’t know about you, but it’s quite time consuming to go and block and unblock each person you don’t want following you. And with that, they often follow me again. It annoys me so much. Plus, I just want to start over, I just want to start fresh – I want to start anew. No drama, no messes… Just my Twitter and I. Nothing too personal, ya know?
On the plus side, if you’re like me and need a laugh after a long, stressful and frustrating week, here’s something to laugh about: Guys get something called IMS, which is similar to our (girls’) PMS. Thanks, Angela!
It did rain. It was a storm. Pretty cool, I suppose.
It seems like it’s every Friday night that I’m wishing for it to be Monday again. Friday night is the start of the weekend, which is the start of when everyone is here. Friday is when the kids are at their craziest peak on the hyperactivity scale. Once again I can’t lounge around in the living room whilst Cody is in there or else I’m screwed. I mean, if he asks something, he is going to repeat it. And when he repeats it, I ignore him. And when I ignore him, he continues and then starts doing all of these weird things and laughing and such. Maybe I don’t want to talk because my throat hurts so bad. Maybe I don’t want to talk because I’m tired. Maybe I don’t want to talk because I want to stay quiet for just a little bit. Maybe I want to relax. Is there anything wrong with that?
I’m exhausted; my throat hurts; I have this horrible, congested cough that I can literally feel each time I cough.
As a student on probation1, I had to take an at-school orientation test thing today. It was sort of easy, I suppose. Not that easy. They don’t really set a great example for students taking that test, though. Your is different from you’re, site and sight is different from cite, and you class should have been your class. Those are just a few of their errors2.
Anyway, you all have a nice weekend.