Aaaaand I just got the same joke I got a week ago. Step up your game, Popsicle.
It’s 3:56am, and I just came to realization that I’ve been extremely bummed out about the fact that the box of popsicles I have right now don’t have “blue”-flavour.
They’re fucking Sour Patch Kids flavours.
But now that Sour Patch Kids has blue, I’m even more bummed that Popsicle isn’t on their shit.
The only thing I can rely on to wake me up in the morning
Signed up for my classes, filling out my lease agreement at work. . Damn, when is it going to be summer tho~?
"I spent like 10 years of my life pretending to fly around on a broomstick and you’re asking me if preparing for a love scene was ‘tricky’ because the other person also had a penis?"
Fuck this bullshit. All these classes are one-day scheduled, late-at-night shit. I don’t want a 4-7pm class. I want a 7/8/9am. class. Like fuck. Now I only have one early morning class with a huge gap in between. My whole week schedule’s all over the place.
Ugh, I had all my classes picked out two weeks in advance for today (enrollment for non-important people starts today at 4). But three of my classes I wanted are full. I’m not too worried about one of them, ‘cause I emailed the teacher, and he told me to show up the first week. I hope I get in, ‘cause I’m not signing up for a replacement class. And the other two were GE required history classes that didn’t need textbooks, didn’t have papers, and had great [teacher] reviews on RMP.
Now the ones left (still relatively easy since all the teachers understand that his or her class is a requirement for all students) are later in the day and talks about some 10-paged essays, like fuck that. I don’t care if the class is an easy-A. 10-paged essays do not float my boat. I’m a fucking Performing Arts major. I don’t need no essays.
AND WJHAT THE FUCK IN THE PROCESS OF WRITING THIS, ONE OF MY CLASSES CLOSED FUCK MAN I FUCKING HATE THIS SCHOOL FUCK THIS SHIT FUCK MAN