Finals week is not the time to take late shifts.

I'm not usually one to say this, but thank God for weekends. I have a paper to write, two surrealist pieces to finish and two finals left to study for - and I managed to glare my way out of my Sunday shift.

I need sleep.



Sleep or coffee.

And I'm going to continue ignoring that... Guy claiming to be Itachi and whatever hard-on Tobi seems to have for him. Stupid cousin. He's obviously a fake.
And... Sakura. That was.. Is... I hadn't thought I needed more time; I don't think I've ever been so wrong about something before-

...Sleep and coffee.

...I seem to be making a weekly habit of going out and getting trashed. It's not like it's hindering my studies or I spend that much, but I'm still not sure if it's a bad thing or not.

Well between classes and work and various other things, I put off getting everything in here entirely back in order longer than I probably should have (the paint on the fingerboard of my guitar was a nice touch, Tobi. I hadn't noticed that until now. Bastard.) but it's finally done.

And I have more locks on my door than I really should in all honesty in what should be an at least lightly monitored school building.
...At least the let me put the new ones up.



..Karin. Apologies for not having gotten a hold of you yet. If you're still willing to help, I'll grab your number if I can and you'll be hearing from me soon.


...cat food is more expensive than I thought it would be.

....I hate art history professors that think pop essay quizzes within the first month of the semester are anyone's idea of fun.


I.. need to get out of my dorm room. I'm not usually one to.. Go out. But there's still goddamn crayon on this stupid ceiling and every time I see it I just-
....Revenge will be mine. You listening, cousin? You, and every one of your stupid little friends who you got to help you to do this - it wasn't just you. I was only gone four hours, and even you couldn't do that much damage on your own in that time frame - are going to pay.

This time without the lame pool noodles. Seriously. That was... Embarrassing.




...That's it. I'm getting the hell out of here.

...I've just spent... All night... Cleaning up my fucking dorm room.

I know exactly who did this, and when I get my hands on you, you will fucking regret it. You have crossed the line.

Now I'm going to pack up whatever isn't ripped to shreds or goddamn painted on. I'm suddenly very glad that I got invited out of this place until Wednesday. I can't stand it here right now.

....I think some moron in the administration offices mixed my schedule for the next semester up with someone else's. And the book list...

...

I guess there's a trip to tell off some idiots in my future. This isn't funny, I've waited long enough for this stupid list.

But.. Just in case, I'm buying these stupid books in case they are the right ones before they sell out. A few of the titles seem to be in the right field, though I don't remember sculpture being on the course list just yet.
...This is such a stupid idea. But I don't want to not have the stupid books for these stupid classes and-... Ugh.