shinyglorchan: (A Finals Crisis!)
Test in Death & Dying today. It's kinda ridiculous. She totally gave us the questions for the test.

Except, you know, the ten of them are hiding in a pile of NINETY-SIX QUESTIONS! (ONLY 40-30 of them will be for me to pick from on the test.) *grumbles* And there's ONE 5-6 paragraph essay thing (which, hell, I'm supposed to write that in less than two hours PLUS 10 short answer questions? You have to be shitting me), and I have the questions for that too. Eight of those, but two won't show up on the test.

...so, me studying is essentially writing three 5-6 paragraph PAPERS to make sure at least ONE of those questions is on the test. Doing two would lead to my bad luck, and one is just bad odds. Motherfucker. I don't like having to play ODDS for my tests. It kinda pisses me off. Just a tad.

Not even mentioning the other 10 questions that I'd have to do A LOT OF QUESTIONS just to have enough to write about. I'm not even thinking about those odds. Ugh.

So, I'm skipping my first two classes for this test. I have this luxury since it's right before Spring Break, and there's nothing I can't catch up on in those classes. (Plus, I've never skipped on a Tues-Thurs schedule, so I'm good.) For those who say 'But Gloria, don't skip your classes!', I say fuck you I'd be completely useless in said classes as I worry for this test, so fuck that shit.

In other news, Beckaboo, if you see this before I decide to text or talk to you or whatever, the Mama would like to have a list of your food allergies. >>;; Yeah, she's totally afraid to cook for you until she knows what to avoid and so she can know when she goes food shopping. <3? (All the tasty things are flavored with meat! D: It's EVERYWHERE!)

EDIT: Mother. Fucker. Now my stomach decides to act up. *unhappy face of anger-unhappiness!* I think my period's going to pay me a visit during Spring Break. Traitorous motherfucker. ...well, at least I'll have plenty of chocolate because Bek is wonderful. ;-;

;-;

Feb. 28th, 2011 12:11 pm
shinyglorchan: (Cass Says No More)
Ohfuck, Italian test and I forgot my books to study. It's on a verb conjugation that I'm not sure of, and I'm freaking the fuck out. So twitchy. Gonna leave my first class early 'cause otherwise might freak out here and well...

*wants scream or cry or something*
shinyglorchan: (Bartz: It Sparkles)
I don't even. Argh, why do I fail at having an attention span when I have papers to write? I have two due tomorrow. And I had an Italian Composition due Monday, but I failed to hand that in because I fail at life and writing. Doesn't help that I KNOW that teacher doesn't answer e-mails, and that's the class I'd be MOST likely to ask questions since I'd know what I'd wanna ask!

So, two papers. One is for my Queer American Studies course, and it's 4 pages. I tried a few of the topics then quit them one by one. >>;; Mostly, fuck you, Freud. I like that you value words, and you are very revolutionary, but fuck, I need Freud for dummies. ...or wiki, which is not the source material, so fuck. (Yeah, doing a paper on how Darwin's sexual selection theory influenced everyone and their mother. >>;; Because it's true.)

And I have to write some focus paper about grieving parents and children for Death & Dying class. Yeah, this one is only 600 words. I can bs that. ...I hope. Fuck, the Italian Composition was only 200 words, and I didn't finish that. ...though, I did brain storm with my mom. Goddammit, all these verb tenses and moods are fucking with me hard. D: I need Italian Verbs for Dummies. ...except not presente or passato prossimo, because I've got those down. ;-;

I SHOULD BE WRITING MY PAPERS! *sob* Who's not sleeping tonight? I'm not! And make espresso to keep me up, but I am me, and espresso knocks me out. >>;; So yeah. Umm. At least I weened myself off the Hetalia Kink Meme for the night sorta?
shinyglorchan: (Grant cries)
So, got an e-mail about my academic progress and how to check it. The e-mail says a Y is BAD. I expected one Y by my History class. Oh, there was a Y, all right. It was next to Italian, which means Gloria nearly has a panic attack because that's not possible.

Sure, I missed a class and a few homework assignments, but I got a 90 on the last test! So, I freak out a little, then click the Y and find out if it's under the S column, it's okay and means your awesome. THE E-MAIL DID NOT SAY THIS; IT SAID Y'S WERE BAD!!! ;-;

I do not need this right now. I'm in such a mood right now. Like the kind of mood that would lend well to that fic I wrote where Jason killed Tim and Dick and almost decapitated Tim, so Jay could roll the head to Dick. So yeah. Tact, not here. Giving a fuck, not here. Sadism, totally here.

Also, my dad's been calling this week. I told him to fuck off on Monday morning because I was just ugh. I need this extra bit of not fun like I need a hole in the head. You'd think someone with HIV for the past ten years would drop dead already. Obviously not.

Ohgod

Sep. 22nd, 2010 09:53 am
shinyglorchan: (Aqua: Looks at You)
With all the community drama that I'm trying to sort out as quickly and efficiently as possible, so it'll go away has made me forget that I needed to go to the loans site and activate my loans for college. Fuck. @_@ Okay, doing now. No big deal. No big deal...

EDIT: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! *sob* I finally get the FAFSA pin thing out of the way, but now I can't figure out the StudentLoans site! The step by step paper I have is wrong! They must have moved things around! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! *goes to get dressed and trying not to sob*

EDIT 2:

Dear self,

Stop checking your e-mail like the obsessive son of a bitch you are. It's only upsetting you, and you can't help anyone at the goddamn fucking community when you have class in 15 minutes, god fucking dammit.

No love,
Gloria

P.S. I swear to god, if you don't get through today and tomorrow, I will scream. SCREAM, I TELL YOU.

Ugh

Sep. 21st, 2010 11:59 am
shinyglorchan: (Grant cries)
Mini freak out in my head on the train to school. I really, really need and want a job. I didn't get a phone call from the Halloween Store. I-I don't know if I can deal with the job search thing again and all that rejection on top of classes, let alone if I actually GET a job on top of classes.

My to-do list just gets longer and keeps changing because homework keeps changing, and I have to make my room presentable by Saturday because seriously, my room will probably kill anyone not me, and I don't want to be responsible for a dead Beckaboo her life tries to kill her enough as it is, thank.

AND I still have to work on big parts of two costumes. I am not scrapping either. I want the Spoiler one, and dammit, I'm dying my hair for the Red Hood Lian one; I am NOT skipping out on that one. At least the red leotard isn't as dark as before, thank fuck.

Oh, then there's all the plays I have to see for class, AND I'm supposed to be taking my driving lessons. I'm supposed to call the guy back like last month. I just freaked out so bad in my head, and it's just argh. I'm creating stress for myself. This shit is manageable, and I know it is; why the fuck do I do this to myself?

In conclusion, if you see me online RPing or fucking around in general, scold me and tell me to go clean my room or something. And to stop checking my second e-mail for RP like a freak. I am not here this week. ...which really sucks because I have so many fucking plot bunnies, but I seriously can't indulge in that right now. I'm at least getting my creative out through drawing on the train and in some classes, oops, so I should fucking deal.

...but man, can't wait until I get my netbook sometime next week. She shall be named Spoiler, and thne I can write fic and type on the train. It'll be glorious. And someday, she shall meet Bek's netbook, Alvin Draper, and flirt with him. XD Maybe meet Griff's someday too, Jason-Fucking-Todd (hmmm, I wonder whose fault THAT name was, heheh).
shinyglorchan: (Wtf? Batman/Etrigan!?)
Gaaaah. Totally running around like a headless chicken. ...and talking to myself, but that's mainly because it's way too fucking quiet around here. Gotta run because I figured out last night I can miss the bus anymore, or I'm boned. *runs off*

...and I was totally going tag this "IC" like I'm RPing at my comm. Fuck. >>;; I am a real person, I swear. @_@
shinyglorchan: (Aquaman!Craig)
None of the posts for the past few days have not been totally Gloria's life oriented! >>;; Considering things happened, I should share! Let's see... I got free heroclixes from my old work because my ex-manager just hands me things! Serious, I got an Arsenal (since I had lost mind earlier that night because I was wearing too many, I guess), Nightwing (he's expensive, so yay!), and a Babs!Batgirl! FREE, oh how I love thee-

HOLY FUCK SPIDER IN MY ROOM! *hides until it goes away* ...it was fucking huge. D: *kinds sorta shrieked like a little girl*

...okay, calm now...sorta. Ummm, so where was I? Oh yeah, ME. Let's see... I've been having laptop issues, with overheating and such. I took off all my important data and such, and I did a factory restore. Look, I can run Firefox and it NOT crash because it's overheating the whole fucking system! :D

And I went to see How To Train Your Drago on Thursday after getting the free 'clix. It was made of adorable, and I need a happy meal from McDonald's to get one of those cute toys! Tooooothless~ Heee. And Craig was WONDERFUL in the movie! :D

RP with michi has been Steph ending up back in time and heeeey, she takes Roy's virginity! XD Now's she back in her own time and ended up naked in Red Arrow's bed. Oops. XD The conclusion, tomorrow! XD

I've been playing lots of little RPs over at [livejournal.com profile] sixwordstories. I'll probably make more posts when bored. I wouldn't mind seeing more Titans and Bats, rpers on the f-list~ XD And omg, Jason is hitting on Zee, Steph's having a sleepover with Kara, Jason's making fun of Black Mask, Jason's stealing kisses from Timmy and/or helping him with Ra's, Jason kinda sorta compared himself to Jesus, Pre-Crisis Jay's talking to Ted!Beetle, and Jay's got a crush on Duela Dent. (Omg, why do I want to ship Jason/Zatanna and Pre-Crisis Jay/Duela!? Oh RPs.)

...I replaced my soap operas again, what? XD Also, ugh, family shit for Easter. I better get some damned candy. >>;; I get to see my Little Robin, though! XD

>.>;;

Mar. 28th, 2010 08:00 pm
shinyglorchan: (A Finals Crisis!)
So, the oven's been smoking for over a half hour. I dropped a piece of mushroom down somewhere, but we found that, and it's still smoking. :/ Gonna die in a fire. Oh! And our fire extinguisher? Nearly 12 years old. My DAD was still around when we got that thing. Holy fuck. >>;;

Oh and I was gonna make some chicken pot pie to eat during the week with some of the leftovers. :/ I am not touching that oven, man. D:

EDIT: Soooo wasn't that little bit of mushroom. So, we were cooking lots of food tonight, so there'd be leftovers for the week. And mommy wanted to cook the chicken faster, so she used the broiler, which we never used on this oven before.

After or about close to when we're done cooking, we notice the side of the oven is smoking. It's not where I dropped the mushroom, and it was getting ridiculous. We end up calling my uncle who's been helping around the house this week. Apparently, which just makes my mom feel worse, he had a little operation (something about his prostate? D: ) on Thursday. He came by Saturday to help with light work and ended up moving some FURNITURE. Mommy didn't know about this, or she wouldn't have asked him to help. So he has a fever right now, so he couldn't help, and mom felt terrible for calling. D:

Then she goes and gets the neighbor, and she also feels bad about that because she's silly. So the neighbor's soon moves oven, doesn't find anything. And like his father (who was awesome and past away in summer '08), he totally has a hard head and wanted to take the oven apart. Let me repeat, gas oven! >>;;

So yeah, he didn't end up doing that, we called the fire department, and they came with four trucks and another car thing! A little overkill, but okay, fine. All the neighbors came out. We're all women, by the way. Seriously, we're all essentially divorcees and widows (well, I'm single, and mom's separated, but close enough). There's only two men on the block, and they're sons of widows/divorcees. XD

Me and mom are outside with the ladies. Oh, did I mention, once we got outside, it started raining? Yeah, it did, bah. And I was not happy. :/ Mommy shows them where to turn off the gas in the basement then tells 'em to just take the oven out, since she's just hating on the oven. So they bring it outside and tear it open to see what's up.

Well, apparently, there were acorn shell at the bottom of the oven. How they got there? We mice a few year ago. Little fuckers left us presents. Argh. I hate mice. Die, die, die! And since we used the broiler tonight, the nut shell burned. D:< I blame mice for this whole thing!

Oh and since my room is right by the kitchen, they opened my door (which we closed so the smoke WOULDN'T come in), came in, and opened my window. On the way to do so, they knocked over shit. Mainly, my box action figure of Ashe from FFXII and my fucking Wii! If that thing had fallen from the shelf, I'd've been SO pissed. >:O

So all is good. I'm not dead. We may need a new oven. I may have freaked out an PR partner or two with not telling them enough info and ditching after joking about dying in a fire. >>;; Yes, I'm terribly, shhh. All is well! >>;; *flops onto her bed*

Ugh...

Mar. 15th, 2010 04:25 pm
shinyglorchan: (Nightwing: Kiss My Ass)
So, not going to the interview. I got stressed for nothing, but I don't think I would have gotten there presentable anyway. Mom gave me an out, but she doesn't stay firm on anything, but you DO NOT give me an out. I cling to those. ;-; Ah whatever.

Anyway, this place was essentially door to door knife selling. I'm not cut out for that... Pun, why yes I made one. And you know, I'm on Spring Break. There should be no stress here. Ugh. And I'm calling the art bitch. And she will answer. And we will hang out, and I want some goddamn Steph/Tim porn. ;-;

...and I think I made my Jason!muse cry by giving his Timmy away to a chick. ;-;
shinyglorchan: (Tim/Steph: Better Than A Brick)
Gah. I'm so freaked. What's professional attire? I bet I can't wear my Red Hood or Spoiler earrings. ;-; I-I have to be there 15 minutes early, the ride will be at least 40 minutes if we don't get lost, and the interview says to leave 90 minutes in your schedule for the interview!

*flails madly* And I had to take a bath in the dark because the light bulb in the bathroom went out, and I have no fucking clue where to find the light bulbs without breaking my neck (probably) let alone putting the light bulb in without breaking my neck. A broken neck would not lead to a good interview.

And and I have no idea what to wear or to eat so my stomach isn't angry and and and-! ;-; And Ides of MARCH. Nothing good can come of that. And I just wanna curl up with some Steph/Tim fic and the comics and tell the world to go awaaaay. I'm on Spring Break! I don't need this.

...and art bitch better fucking contact me or I'm going wring her little neck. ;-; She's been out of contact with me AND Heather, so who the hell does she talk to that's not at college with her!? I don't trust her judgment with boys. Nothing good could have happened without me to consult her on her social escapades! Argh. ;-;

...also, wtf, I have done anything remotely Jason related lately. Like at all. I must be ill. I've only been RPing Steph het lately. Obviously, I've been replaced by a pod person. ;-;

@_@

Mar. 8th, 2010 11:20 am
shinyglorchan: (A Finals Crisis!)
Oh god, I don't know what day that the teacher isn't coming in for Astrology. @_@ I'm pretty sure she'd e-mail us about it, but still! Going in to find no class? I can't do it. I won't do it. >>;; I'd hate to skip her class, but she doesn't take attendance, and she has podcasts for her lectures. ...I just have to find them. ;-;

And I have lots of fic ideas, even one that'll work for that stupid short story for that stupid fucking Creative Writing class. On another note, that bitch is getting the worst evaluation ever from me at the end of the semester. Old biddy needs to GO.

*sighs* My mom will probably kill me when she finds me at home. ...better find those podcasts, so she can't yell much. D:

EDIT: I AM SO GLAD I SKIPPED SCHOOL! ;-; There was a tree that fell during all that snow a few weeks ago, and it had a tree swing in it. I was planning to get it even though the rope is all sharp because the plastic-y rope is frayed, and the wood for the seat is kinda rotting. Because my neighbor put it up for me, and he died of cancer two summers ago.

So, I freaked, got my trenchcoat (over my pajamas, mind you, and with my mom's house shoes) to go get it because there're men outside putting the tree through a chopper. Luckily, it was on the ground, so I grabbed it and didn't bother to talk to them since they had protective ear gear on, but they were all staaaaare. They can go fuck themselves.

And I was gonna cry because if I'd gone to school, my swing wouldn't have been there when I got back. ;-; I woulda been a mess. *would hug the tree swing, but it's fully made of ow to touch* Also, I can't go back to sleep because of the chainsaws, and they make me sad because my neighbor Michael totally would have been out there with a chainsaw, hacking away at that tree if he were alive and well. ;-;
shinyglorchan: (AkuRoku)
I had to take my contacts out to wash them last night, but for some reason, they do not want to stay where they need to be. This sucks. Every few times I blink, my vision blurs. ;-; *tries to fix this so she can read, dammit*

EDIT: Okay, I can see now. ;-; God, I hate when I have to take out my contacts. D:

!!!

Dec. 30th, 2009 10:51 pm
shinyglorchan: (AkuRoku)
Mama went to New York today to see something at the Rockafeller thing or whatever. Apparently, wherever she was, there was bomb scare! ;-; Mommy didn't tell me on the phone. *clings to her forever*

Though, she did get to meet that Maksim guy from Dancing with the Stars, and that guy is fucking hot. XD Mommy got his signature and another dancer. Go mommy. But she's not allowed outta the house anymores. *more clings* Bomb scares are BAD! >>;;

...fuck

Dec. 14th, 2009 02:52 am
shinyglorchan: (A Finals Crisis!)
I almost did the paper on the wrong part of Italy for this fucking class. I barely give a fuck. Like at all. I'm probably solely writing this because I've been promised whatever I want in a Jason/Tim fic from Bek. Actually, if I don't do this, she threatens Tim-het. I find this very disturbing and do not want. >>;;

...so, how many of you rather I NOT do my paper? ;-;
shinyglorchan: (Dru/Darla)
Sorta came out as bisexual to the mama? Um, well. That was a bit awkward. >>;; Okay, so it's a good thing I didn't tell her about the person I may probably have a crush on because then well, no more hang out times. >_<;;

Yeah. Ummm. I'm gonna be an awkward turtle in a corner for a second.
shinyglorchan: (A Finals Crisis!)
...I tried to apply to Temple before...? Huh? What the... I don't remember this! My memory can't be that shitty, but my e-mail's been used for the application online before, and the password they sent me is definitely one of mine, and- @_@ I don't even remember this! *dies*

What if I did this before, and something went terribly wrong and- ;-;! *whimpers*
shinyglorchan: (A Finals Crisis!)
Gah. Okay, so I drove home halfway Montgomeryville. That's a twenty minute drive one real roads, man. I'm trying to learn to drive, and I think I'm ready to go to the driving teacher person.

....and NOW Septa might have a strike this week. Oh god. This is TERRIBLE. I can't deal with that on top of school stresses! ;-;! Don't strike, Septa. And really, striking this week will get people very angry. Isn't the World Series IN Philly this week...? The city will burn. And I'm not going anywhere near it. >>;;

EDIT: OH GOD, NANO'S IN A WEEK!! OH MY GOD, I'M GONNA FAIL SO HARD. >_<;; ...and getting period symptoms (unless they're just psychosomatic) without the bleeding. BLEED, VAGINA, BLEED! >>;; Sorry. Yeah. *ducks away*

EDIT 2: Okay, so I got my schedule straightened out, though I do not like waking up on a Friday, but it's Italian, so I will deal (and it could get canceled anyway, >>;; ).

EDIT 3: I'm a fucking idiot. Nevermind. ;-;

>_<;;

Oct. 23rd, 2009 01:20 pm
shinyglorchan: (A Finals Crisis!)
I need to not be so invested in comics. I'm not even reading them, and Blackest Night has me all freaked. I dunno, I don't like zombies. Like nameless, faceless ones are fine, but ones that were characters once? Sounds like a whole lot of emotional rape I don't want to read. ;-;

...on that note, what's the death tally? Tempest, Hawk II...?

Though it makes me sad to say, Garth being dead keeps Roy pretty safe next month, I would think. Can't kill two original founding members in the span of a few months. >>;;
shinyglorchan: (A Finals Crisis!)
I need to take a science course. It's my last class other than two electives that I need to finish to graduate next semester. I haven't taken science in almost 4 years. Do not want. I need an easy one. I hate science. It does not compute with me. *freaking out* I heard Geology is easy, but I don't know my source well enough to trust that. *flails*

EDIT: Okay. Science, not as bothersome. Figuring out if all the classes I took will be useful to whatever the fuck I'm gonna do over at Temple is a completely different monster. I know all the credit will transfer since Montco and Temple are like BFFs or something, but gah. I'm scared of real college. *hides* ...and I'll probably kidnap Bek to help me with Temple shit. @_@

EDIT 2: Okay, Italian 102, stop fucking with me right now. I'm about to not bother taking you just because you clash with things I actually need (and you could be dropped with my luck). You are an elective that can be replaced. Stop being at terrible times. *fumes* And I probably have to get my GPA back up. Needs to be a 3.0 for Temple, and I think I may be just shy of it. Motherfucker.

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