So here I am, Monday morning, the start of the last week of classes. This is probably the most relieving and most stressful time of the year. Yes, the holiday spirit has begun and people love to fill there days lingering around the mall christmas shopping and drinking hot chocolate. But no...NOT FOR ME. Throughout the semester I have not been able to work as much because of my hectic schedule. So I have basically been living off a $100 a week and are now obviously dont have much money to spend on lavish Christmas presents. Very depressing because shopping is my favorite thing to do! But here I am, sitting in my apartment, just brainstorming (and adding more stress) how much I have to finish this week. My list of assignments as of right now.... News Feature for Journalism, filling up an entire sketchbook for my art class, writing an 8 page paper on my ecological footprint (whatever the hell that is!), and finishing up two final projects for my other two classes. And yet as soon as i flipped open my labtop, the first page I find myself going to is always facebook. After sitting on that for approximatly 40 minutes, I gave myself a reality check and realized I must get to work. Now to top all of this already stressful day off, I am sitting in my apartment, listening to MAJOR construction (YES STILL!) along with banging, drilling, sawing, and the shaking of my entire building. Now when I first moved into this building in June, I was well aware we might be getting new landlords. Never did I know that these landlords had major plans for this place and myself plus the other thirteen kids living here would be the guinea pigs who have to sit and deal with all this work and then not even get to experience the outcome. After a little scene that left me and my roommate paying for an entire month of rent and not being able to live here during the time, our landlords told us that absolutly everything would be done by September 1st. At the LATEST! and now seeing as it is Decemeber 6 and we have just had all our porches ripped down, have had no access to the normal door and have a backyard that looks like a meteor landed in it.. just makes me a litttle crazy. And since we have had to use our front door, since our apartment is a forced three bedroom, that means the door we have had to use is the door in MY bedroom. So yes, whoeever has a 8am class, walks through my room at the crack of dawn...and whoever is coming home at 3am...yes, there coming through my door as well. Its been about a month now of this. Nevermind that they have told us they also want to vinyl side the house. So this is just going to be a long long rest of the year until May 31st when we offically most likely will never be allowed on this property again because of our overpowering bitching and moaning. So heres to me attempting to start my work...with a hammer in my ear and my pictures falling off the wall.
So fucking great. :)
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