shinyglorchan

I only got to sleep for two hours. FML. *goes back to writing her paper*

EDIT: *checks the clock at 9:48am* ...I finished my paper with time to spare? Holy fuck. It's even the minimum page requirement! Wooooow. *is impressed with herself* I can even make myself a sandwich for lunch! Whooo.

...also, oh god, Italian class is going to be INTERESTING on this much sleep. I'm either going to be manic with no comprehension of Italian OR half asleep with no comprehension of Italian. Whooooo. *dies*

I did something to my laptop last night (AKA hiiii there mister virus, I think and everything goes kinda safe mode). I did a full system restore with a back up file. I think I need to run a virus scan on my files... Any free programs you guys can suggest? AVG links too, because I'm failing on that front, and I'm all frazzled at the moment.

@_____@ I dunno what to do. I could go to the Temple tech center for help but... You know, personal things porn and other things. :/ DNW other people in there.

I hate being awake hours before I need to be. So much hate. *mutters something about fucking school and wanders off*

*scowling* I am not a fucking morning person. At all. But SOMEONE decided to call at three something AM. Four. Fucking. Times. Oh, but Gloria, aren't you awake then anyway?

No, not this time. I'm supposed to be up now to talk to some bitch about my health insurance and figure this shit out. So, I had only just gotten to sleep at two. Maybe.

Wanna know who had the gall to call four fucking times this morning? If you've been here enough, you have guess right! My dad. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate! Mom ended up disconnecting the phones, so we could sleep! *grumbles* And it's not even like the fucking pussy LEAVES A MESSAGE or you know, SAYS ANYTHING! >:O

I swear to fucking god if someone doesn't take that mans cell phone away, I am going to make sure it happens when I am in Italy. >:O

Also, I feel that my angry/hate icon and tag isn't enough for the rage I feel, but it'll have to suffice. Motherfucking sons of bitches. And now, I have to go be a fucking responsible adult. Fuck my life. And after this meeting thing, mama better bring me to McDonald's because I am getting a Young Justice toy to make up for this.

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. ;-;

Anyone who bitches about American bureaucracy can just swap places with me. Fucking Italian Consulate wants SO much paperwork. I found my mom's, my dad's, and my birth certificates, but noooo, that's enough. They're the originals, even! Argh, I'm probably gonna need to get my mom to call my nonna to get her to get a better copy of the birth certificate AND my parents' marriage certificate.

Then I'll need to go through American bureaucracy to prove that my parents never gave up their Italian citizenship. What the fuck! Duh, of course my dad didn't, or he wouldn't be living in Italy for like 9 years, with his fucking Italian pension! *fumes*

I'm gonna call tomorrow to see if what I have would work because I'd rather not have to bother my nonna with this. Plus, it'll totally ruin the surprise of telling her in a letter that I'll be in Rome for the Fall semester. *huffs*

And my mom really needs to file our taxes, so I can finish FAFSA and stuff for going abroad. *grumbles*

RAGE! I think only this icon maybe articulate my rage. Temple fucking dropped my classes. I CALLED TO GET MY GRANTS AND LOANS APPLIED TO MY ACCOUNT, AND THE GUY SAID HE'D CONFIRM MY CLASSES TOO! @#!#$!(!

The kicker? My classes were canceled AFTER office hours ended on Friday. And I can't talk to them until Tuesday.

I mean, I'm pretty sure I fixed it. I'm in my classes now. The CONFIRM button showed up, and I confirmed classes, but I am not paying $100 reinstatement fee. No. Denied. I can't do this shit. It was their fault, and I am not paying money for their fuck up.

And I think this has gotten my stomach all riled up. Look, rebellion! Everywhere! FML. *curls up in a corner for a while*

I'm in Italian class, but fuck if I'll be able to pay any attention. I'm so pissed. So yesterday, I was buying my ticket for the train for today, but my debit didn't work. Luckily, I had money on me. No big deal and I figured it was SEPTA being a big fuck up because I KNEW there was at least $100 in there. I keep it that way whenever I can.

Since I used that money for the ticket yesterday, I didn't have food money. Food trucks only take money (except the Insomnia Cookie truck, but that's another thing). BUT I called the Japanese Food truck ahead. Then figured out I had no money, so very unhappily, I go to the Student Center to hit up the ATM (that's not mine, so it would have had a fucking fee), but it says there are no funds.

What the fuck. So I go to the building my Italian class is in since it was getting late, and I get online to check my bank account, and lo and behold, my account is negative by nearly $70. It says Paypal took it, so I check Paypal, and see that the clothes and camera I bought from Sears on Cyber Monday with mom's credit card used my debit card. Fucking hell.

So yeah, not happy. Called my mom to tell her I was gonna take money from her account to fix mine and so I'd have some money. Used some money to get more minutes on my phone since I needed that soon. Argh, but the food truck must think bad things now. I want that food. *sigh*

Fuck this. After class, I'm buying myself some cookies. I'm so drained right now. I'm running on four hours of sleep since I woke up to take a bath, and I stayed up too late last night playing Sims 2 because I'm fucking idiot. Then before I got to school, I'd only had a banana and some water.

So, apparently, all the people in my hotel room were sick during or getting sick just after the con. Nuh-huh, I refuse. I'm sore, emotionally drained, stressed, and my stomach is playing rebellion again. I refuse to add a head cold to this, so fucking take that, sickness that I don't have, damn you!

LJ's a cunt. Oh, you knew that? Well, of course. Just reiterating a point. If these slow loading times don't fucking stop (or at least stop for my MAIN LJ since I PAY for it), I'm gonna pitch a fit. How does one contact LJ to pitch a fit? >>;;

Also, fucking IE kept eating itself, and I have to use it for Italian homework because My Italian Lab doesn't support Firefox. Grrr. This pisses me off, man. Well, lots of things piss me off. >:O

In better news, I finished one glove sans thumb. I'll try and finish the second one today then me and mom can get to the thumb part. Also, if anyone has a pattern for boot covers, you'd be loved forever. <3