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splinteredstar) wrote2010-10-26 10:43 am
splinteredstar) wrote2010-10-26 10:43 am
...son of fuck
It is ten forty in the morning. So far the day has consisted of:
Me, waking up at seven thirty to tornado sirens.
The power going out, with my midterm yet unprinted, making me go, "FUCKING HELL I AM DOOMED."
The power thankfully coming back on an hour later.
Me slipping on some water in my bathroom, making me tear my big toe up. It spent about a half hour bleeding copiously, and is now just bleeding pain in my foot every time I put pressure on it. I walk to class, which today is on the other side of campus. Right now it hurts to walk across my room.
I still have homework to do.
Today is a Carnival of misery.
Me, waking up at seven thirty to tornado sirens.
The power going out, with my midterm yet unprinted, making me go, "FUCKING HELL I AM DOOMED."
The power thankfully coming back on an hour later.
Me slipping on some water in my bathroom, making me tear my big toe up. It spent about a half hour bleeding copiously, and is now just bleeding pain in my foot every time I put pressure on it. I walk to class, which today is on the other side of campus. Right now it hurts to walk across my room.
I still have homework to do.
Today is a Carnival of misery.
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