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The crazy things about being a tourist is that you feel obliged to do all the stupid, boring, or supposedly culturally enriching thing that no one who lives in the place ever gets around to doing. So you find out all about the place but not about living there. I don't wan to have to feel stupid and say that I haven't gone to all the places here that people will ask me about when I go home, but I am tiered. I just want to try to have some fun, not miss home except when I am lying in bed at night or in a restaurant by myself, and spend the time in a way I enjoy without feeling guilty that I am not doing the things I am supposed to be doing. Wouldn't it be a better idea to have my once and a life time experience having fun rather than doing stuff to impress people with what I've seen?
My burn is mostly healed - my skin is pink but may someday look normal, and today I will probably be able to pass clubs.
The school is stupid - they keep asking me for more and more crap before they will give me financial aid. And since I am not there to give it to them I have to depend on other people to get it there, find it, all that annoying stuff. And now they say the information was incomplete so I have to do it all over again. And they didn't call me or anything, they just put a stupid note up on the page I log into to register for classes and stuff. I am just glad I checked.
I had a headache this morning and didn't go to work. In fact, I have spent most of the day doing absolutely nothing but talking to the annoying morons who make organizing my life more difficult. And putting Hank in a bad mood too when I told him I was going to need more stuff from him for the school. Sigh.
I need to stop procrastinating and start being all artistic and shit so I can have some sculptural stuff to bring home and get credit for, but that take so much work and energy, and I am so not up to it. Ugh. And I should study German. And read Brave New World. And then I can end my day in absolute misery.
Wow, I am impressed that blah is actually a mood option.
My burn is mostly healed - my skin is pink but may someday look normal, and today I will probably be able to pass clubs.
The school is stupid - they keep asking me for more and more crap before they will give me financial aid. And since I am not there to give it to them I have to depend on other people to get it there, find it, all that annoying stuff. And now they say the information was incomplete so I have to do it all over again. And they didn't call me or anything, they just put a stupid note up on the page I log into to register for classes and stuff. I am just glad I checked.
I had a headache this morning and didn't go to work. In fact, I have spent most of the day doing absolutely nothing but talking to the annoying morons who make organizing my life more difficult. And putting Hank in a bad mood too when I told him I was going to need more stuff from him for the school. Sigh.
I need to stop procrastinating and start being all artistic and shit so I can have some sculptural stuff to bring home and get credit for, but that take so much work and energy, and I am so not up to it. Ugh. And I should study German. And read Brave New World. And then I can end my day in absolute misery.
Wow, I am impressed that blah is actually a mood option.
