AWKWARD ZOMBIE

Accidentally trimmed a piece of hair too short, because I thought it was a different piece of hair. whoops. Oh well. It'll blend in with everything else in a couple days.

My back has been bothering me a lot ever since the bus rides that lasted for fourty hours. Grrr.

Wrasslin' has kinda slowed down lately. I'd imagine it's mostly to build storylines and such, but eh. There are some great matches on the horizon, Okada and Nakamura Vs. The Briscoes for one. But like? There's nothing going on right now. The Wrestlemania hype died down too quickly.

Ah well, Summerslam will be upon us soon enough.

Mom used my computer without telling me first and now I lost all of the tabs I had up in Firefox.

This isn't the first time she's done this. She even tried to pin the blame on me by saying I should have bookmarked my tabs if I wasn't going to look at them right away.

It's MY computer; how I use it is my own business! Yes it was sloppy, but losing everything was not my fault.

The engineering program I'm going into increased the requirements for the tablet pc they require us to have from having 4 GB of RAM to 8. That's going to cost quite a bit. Already was going to have to take out a loan to buy it. Guess now I have to take out more.

There's an extension that lets you save your current session and reopen it later. Since you can't stop your mother from using your computer, you could tell her to at least use the extension when she does (and show her how).

In a motel. Both beds are taken and I am on a nocturnal schedule because BLARMISTIFASKLE GREYHOUND INFINITE BUS RIDES. Sitting in chairs is highly uncomfortable right now.

I've pretty much been lying down in the floor for three days, now.

So yeah. I could have gotten better than a B in that programming class. But none of it was exciting. Not a lot of it was something to use in the real world.
The problems we were thinking of ways to solve were so damned boring. A friend in that class had other classes that taught him interesting applications!
All we were doing was crunching numbers. I think that's why I was so unmotivated.

Good lord, bodaciously any song made prior to the year 2000 gets YouTube comments about NYEEHHH WHY DON'T WE MAKE GOOD MUSIC LIKE THIS ANYMORE, I HATE THIS GENERATION, I'LL TAKE FRANK SINATRA AND ARETHA FRANKLIN OVER JUSTIN BEIBER AND NICKI MINAJ ANY DAY.

Guys

You do realize we're talking about Love Shack, right? Quite possibly one of the dumbest songs ever made by a really shitty one hit wonder band?

The song is a guilty pleasure of mine, but I think we need to pick which songs to present as evidence of good music a liiiiitle more carefully before we shit on current tunes.

For context, for this week only they're delivering food straight to you, I guess while you're busy studying, and they chose to deliver to the Library rather than the dorms bodaciously across the street from the campus. One of which is where I am living for another week.

I mean does the library even ALLOW food outside of the Starbucks that's wedged in it? Would the Starbucks even allow outside food? Seriously.

Me every night for like the past week: "Okay, tonight I'm going to go to bed before 11:30 pm and WAKE UP EARLY" *goes to bed at half past midnight* "Okay, TOMORROW night I'm going to go to bed before 11:30 pm"

I mean it's nowhere near as bad as my old sleep schedule but waking up past 8 am makes me feel groggy these days and it sucks @~@

due to a series of (possibly intentional) misunderstandings, we will be moving to a different apartment in the same complex this summer

Just wait another 5 years and we'll have people saying the same thing about Britney Spears and Nsync.

The worst ones are when its some teenager saying it, like "I'm 14 and I prefer classic rock/pop/what the fuck ever over anything made today". What, do you want a fucking medal, you little brat? You're not a special little snowflake just because you like music your fucking parents liked so shut the fuck up.

Why is it so bad to like some pop music or current music in general anyway? Not everything is trashy garbage made by Daddy's Little Superstar or three straight minutes of angrily shouting about cheddar and whores.