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You know that feeling when you lose something that's REALLY important to you? Even if it's not lost, you just don't know where it is? Well, that's where I'm at. Really panicked, and kinda flipping out. I was looking for it because I was already flipped out, and although it would make me all sad, it would be a better sad. But now, it's just not anywhere that it should be. Which really worries me. So now everything's just worse.





It's been one year, 34 weeks, and 2 days, and I still cry when I think of you, and the fact that you're not here.
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    Rimsky-Korsakov: Scheherazade
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OK. So I figured out what's going on with my email. It's kind of my fault. But it has nothing to do with the portal thinking I'm a faculty member. Which it's still doing. No. It's just that my email forwarding finally decided to work right, after over a year of not working right. So when I deleted the messages from my yahoo account, it deleted them entirely. Which sucks. Because I needed my tracking numbers for my textbook. So now all I can do is hope and pray that it shows up in the really really near future. Like tomorrow. I really need it today, but since the mail and UPS have come and gone, and the only package was a lamp, I'm hoping for tomorrow.
And my internet sucks! It keeps kicking me off. As soon as I eat lunch, I'll go BACK on, and talk to someone, and convince them that the moronic lady I talked to last night is, in fact, an idiot. Hopefully they'll be a little brighter than her, and can actually tell me to try something I haven't tried a million times. (Which, by the way, I told her I had already done, but she said to try it again. And when I did, she said, "there, it shouldn't be an issue anymore." Why would this time be any better?!) Anyway. So I'm mad about that.
And a passing comment I heard someone say earlier today, "I've been asked to be a bridesmaid twice in the last week." It freaked me out quite a bit.
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OK. If the portal doesn't think I'm a student by the time I get back from class tomorrow, I'm calling for help. It's really quite annoying.
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Kelly and I spent like, four hours, just talking. About totally random, totally irrelevant things. It was great. We haven't done that in a really long time.
I don't know why I'm still awake. I'm not really all that tired.
Hey, you know what's really good? On the back of the original shake'n'bake box, they have an add-in chart thing. So we did one tonight. Parmesan cheese. It was really good. Yeah, thought I'd share that useful bit of information with the world.
And what's really cool: we got our grocery shopping done for $30. That's it. Of course, then I bought my stuff (shampoo, etc. but mainly dividers and a tape measure), and it was $20. The cashier lady laughed at us. But yay, we have non-spoiled milk now. It wasn't supposed to expire until Monday, but no, when we opened it up...Friday?...it wasn't looking too good. We were kinda angry about that.
And I'm bored, so I'm going to go find another survey thing. I might make it private though, since I know they're probably really boring to read. But they occupy my time until I am tired enough to go to bed.
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All you male-type creatures out there suck! You don't know the half of what we have to go through. Grrrrr.
Although, my cleaning spree yesterday makes more sense to me today.
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    Galt McDermot: Good Morning Starshine
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IS IT SO IMPORTANT TO SCREW UP MY LIFE?! Why can't anything ever go right the first time? Why do I have to fight for every little stupid part of every process? It shouldn't be this hard!
So ARC dropped me from English. Yeah, it's ok, because my teacher knew I sent her the fax Monday, even though they didn't get it to her until Tuesday (by which point I'd been dropped), so she gave me the special permission code to re-enroll in it. But WHY?! Why does my life have to be so stupid about these things? Would it really have been that hard to just get the stupid paper to her on time?
Also note: I wasn't notified in the slightest that this had happened until my teacher emailed me this morning. NOT ONE WORD! Thanks, ARC, you guys are my heros.
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    Daniel Johnston: Rock 'n' Roll/EGA