urgh

i've been studying for the past little while, and up until a few minutes ago, i thought i would be okay with biology. everything i had studied so far i felt confident i now knew and could more or less remember when i got to the exams. until i got to the section on DNA sturcture and function. i just remembered how much studying went into remembering the vaguest concepts the first time around. the thought of getting into it now was so discouraging that i just came here. my saviour, my mental organiser. not really, it's more of the trash cans. i just get rid of a few random thoughts so that they stop plaguing my mind.

working is scary. so many people trusting you with their money or credit crads and whatever. what if i accidentaly charge them too much and dont notice? what if i give back too much change and end up costing the company hundreds of dollars because i'm horrible at cash and because i keep dropping ice cream. stupid vanilla... it's all hard and stuf... pisses me off. especially since it's sitting right next to the annoyingly soft rollo flavour. they should merge and form the ultimate ice cream.... but they wont, because no one EVER listens to ME...

*enter disgusting cough here*

yeah, that's right, i'm coughing. you know why? yeah, i'm SICK. luckily i'm a liar and i WONT actually shoot myself, that would be too much of a shame. to be fair, i dont feel all that sick, just coughing somewhat.

i've decided my family is odd. that is the only word for it, odd. ever since i got the job, they seem to think everything i do will get me fired. also, they keep suggesting things that can get me ahead. like offering to stick around and watch them close up the store so that i can learn how for next time DESPITE the fact that i'm not schedualed for closing. then, so that "i'm not late for work", my dad brings home this lime green zipper pull watch(you put it on your zipper). what the hell am i supposed to such a thing? it's hanging on my purse right now, it's the best thing i could think off. they just got it so i couldnt ask for a new watch, i'm sure. AND THEN, my mom goes out and looks for black shoes for me becase i "wont have time to shop for some". so she goes to WALLMART, picks up two of the most revolting black pair you could ever find (well, one of them wasnt THAT bad) and brings them home for me to try. they both had instant blister potential. this means had i worn them for more than an hour, my feet would have been happier in walking over hot coals.

we taught my dog a new trick. you have to say really eagerly "where are the squirels? get the squirels nicky!" at this point he gets all excited and runs around the house barking. the more you say it, the louder he gets. it's a wonderfull party trick if you want to annoy the hell out of everyone (like my mom). the only problem is that it's really hard to get him to stop after. he enjoys it too much i think. i guess i should explain the background to this one. you see, my mom usually puts up a birdfeeder in the back during the winter. i say usually because sometimes she gives up when the squirels eat all the food. so one day she firgues that it's about time my dog starts pulling his weight around the house. so whenever she's inside and she sees squirels in the bird feeder, she'll point it out to the dog, who will then louddly try to scare away the "intruders". it's gotten to the poitn where you just have to ask him to "find the squirels" and he will make as much noise as his little doggy lungs will allow him. it's great fun.

decisions decisions... do i get up at 7 to catch the bus at 8 to get to school at 9 to spend hours studying before my 2:30 bio test or do i get up at 9 to catch the bus at 10 to get to school at 11 or do i stay at home and study until 2 then get a ride in just in time for the exam. he first one will likely get me the most studying, the last will get me the most sleep and the one in the middle will be an even mix of the two...
why do i have to be so... responsible perhaps? i'll probably end up doing the first one and not studying at all once i get to school...


ugh



i hate exams....