It’s been a lousy few days, and also my excuse for not updating. I was looking forward to Wednesday because I didn’t have to work, and I had all evening to study/do nothing. So Wednesday morning rolls around and I wake up with a little bit of a runny nose. I figure it is allergies, kind of brush it off, and I scamper off to class. By my second class, my head was exploding with head-achey not happiness, and my nose was a solid brick of cheese. So, yeah … I’m sick. I have no voice. I don’t feel good.
Anyways, I never finished my story about group projects. If you missed that episode, you might want to go back and read the previous entry.
So where was I? Well, now that it is many days later, I’m not quite as pissed off anymore. To make things short and sweet: Dumb girl didn’t know how to do the project and she called my cell phone at 2:30am the night before it was due to ask me. Of course I was sleeping. When I woke up the next morning, I got a call from my other group member, and we decided to just finish the project without her since she was gay. I agreed to put it together. So, it is about 9:30am, the project is due at 11am, and I live far away from campus. I am fervently working to get it done, when dumb girl calls again, bitches at me because she wants to be included, and demands that I include her stocks. I tell her that I don’t have time, and she gets attitude with me and says that she didn’t do all of her work for nothing. I reply that she should have tried to reach someone in the group at a decent hour, and not an hour before class. She claims she is going to do the project herself and asks me how to do it. She had no idea how to calculate anything, and I told her I already had it done so basically fuck off. Then, I said that she could give me her stocks and I would put them in if I had enough time. If I hadn’t spent the whole morning looking for new stocks to put in the portfolio, I wouldn’t have been pissed. But this was seriously wasting my time because A: I had gotten up super early to do more work that I wasn’t supposed to do, and B: After I did all this work she calls me to tell me that I can just get rid of it all because she wants to use her stuff. WHATEVER. I could kick her ass, little Asian girl that talks like an 8 year old boy. Fuck You. I don’t have time to piss around with this stuff. Anyways, I got it done, it was perfect, and I did manage to incorporate 3 of her stocks. Needless to say, I think the rest of my group also hates her now, so I don’t care. The END.
I’m sorry for the vulgar content. This girl just really gets on my nerves. And I’m in a class with assigned seats and I have to sit by her smelly ass every day. Ok, done now. I am going to revert back to my blissful state, try not to dwell on the fact that my body is decaying, and get some serious school work done.
P.S. I’m very sad that John Ritter died today. If you know me, then I’m sure you know that I am a very big Three’s Company fan. If you would like to appreciate the life of John Ritter and watch him every single night of your life, being funny funny funny … stay tuned to Nick at Nite, channel 29 for all of you Comcast subscribers in the Pgh. area. And if you have digital cable, I think it is channel 76 or 77. You will be sadly missed John Ritter/Jack Tripper.
Come and knock on our door …. We’ll be waiting for you … Where the kisses are hers and hers and his Three’s Company Too.