It was the best of times, it was the blurst of times….
Just came home from totally not passing a test. That's okay though, because I'm cool enough to be able to take a failing mark of a hit on my permentant record. Teachers should not give extra reading, for the simple fact that not everyone has access to the internet. Sure I can't really use this excuse, but someone should!
I will be running around the floor I'm supposed to be managing soon in order to get to “meet” more of these d*** residents that I havn't really had time to meet yet. Then I sit and wait for someone to drop something off for me. AFTER THAT I need to head to a members committee meeting because I still havn't gone for THAT yet either. This job sucks harder than I'd ever realized. Especally since I don't even see the benifit of my hard work (I don't get paid, it's taken out of my rent, which I don't pay for) so BAH!
Of course, this means I can't go riding with Phil, who complains that there's no one to go riding with. Completely ignoring the fact that I CAN'T RIDE, I would have gone otherwise! (And if I actually had my unicycle!) I should by the end of the week (Midterm season is upon me) so whatever. Today rules for weather. Why am I indoors so much of the freaking time?
