not impressed

i got an A- in my english essay, lowest mark for english yet. very unhappy, this subject was supposed to salvage any chance i had to get into law by boosting my gpa, and now it appears i have to get A's in everything else WHICH unfortunately is neeeeever going to happen. i guess hoping for straight A+'s in english was a tad optimistic :/ ha ha ha.

DAMN it, i have not a clue what i'm going to do with myself when i don't get into second year law.

grumble grumble.

options:

• second attempt at law with a marginally higher chance of getting in
• carry on with my BA and change majors roughly 17 times
• drop out and get a full-time job
• drop out, stay home and sleep/cry/listen to my chemical romance and sinead o'connor on repeat until i turn 40 and/or my mother kicks me out

me burning my textbooks at the end of year 13 exams.. so tempting.

read below

i am such an IDIOT

THE END

apologies for the plethora of non sequiturs

so, after a rowdy night in town i still have yet to go home. leeching off amy's wireless in her flat (she went to work). i hope she doesn't mind that i ate all her chicken nuggets.

the lightning yesterday was magnificent! watching it strike the skytower three or four times in succession was pretty damn awesome.

cute boy is cute. this makes me angry.

lastly, some sage advice from yours truly - stay away from 23 year old brazilians.

shit that makes me angry

friend: well you do it to yourself
me: i do, and thats what really hurts
were those intentional radiohead lyrics
do you even listen to radiohead
friend: no i do not. lol
me: haha was gonna say..
friend: i like one song of theirs i think.. most popular band on last.fm wtf?
me: are you serious!
friend: yeah. waaay over rated if you ask me
me: lol you cant say that when you've barely listened to them, radiohead is amazing.
but who cares musical debates are annoying everyone has diff tastes it's so futile arguing about it
friend: i have given them a try. nothing special just boring mass produced radio rock. thats all i will say about that
me: holy crap are you kidding me?! radiohead is the epitome of NOT being mass produced radio rock
friend: zzzzzzzzz oh sorry what did you say? i sorta zoned out for a second there

law test was a disaster. sociology test tomorrow.

what msn conversations at 1am look like

Cummins says:
ekkk
sickkkkkkkkkkk
incest
esther says:
what do you mean
Cummins says:
60 minutes
dad married his daughter
and had 4 kids
esther says:
alright...
Cummins says:
they had sex yea
esther says:
o_O
doesnt everyone have sex with their dads
dude
holy shit dude
Cummins says:
lol
esther says:
tell me its normal
fuck
Cummins says:
awkwardddddddddd
esther says:
seriously..
oh man

esther says:
would you still be my friend if i gained 100kgs
Cummins says:
uhmmmm
the warriors
heard they won on the weekend
nice change
esther says:
fark what a betch

~Amy~ says:
you know gin wigmore
that blonde nz singer
she has a rediculously wide mouth
esther says:
HAHA i know
you know who else does
demi lovato
its like half her flippin face
~Amy~ says:
HAHAHAAHHAHAHAHHAHA

hurrah! here i am!

fell asleep in law again, which i realised was a sentiment shared by quite a few people upon waking up. i have a test tomorrow! i can not believe how some people go on about how they studied for 10 hours straight or something equally ridiculous, and i am here struggling to pay attention to these stupid notes for even ten minutes. ARGH deadlines for assignments on top of that. ARGH.

also:

never watch schindler's list when you're trying to study

i suspect i have overcompensated for letting my old blog become dormant by posting in this thing every day since its inception.

currently listening to the dulcet tones of billy corgan (hahaha).

things i am looking forward to (this will be presented in a very disorderly and non-linear fashion):

• finishing the first year of uni
• finishing uni
• 500 days of summer
• big day out 2010
  
• not having kids (ever)
• when my unplanned bastard kids finally move out of home so i can retire in peace after winning the lottery
• dinner
• the resistance (14 september! so close! anticipating a leak though)
• going to the pub
• my hair getting really long
• cutting off an inordinate amount of my hair after it gets really long and hearing people go "ooh wooooooooooooooooooooow!

a+

guy: can i buy you a drink?
girl: i have a boyfriend.
guy: well i have a goldfish.
girl: what?
guy: oh i'm sorry, i thought we were talking about shit that doesn't matter

hrm, should've stayed home

every few weeks i go through periods of acute misanthropy in which i don't want to talk to anyone or look at anyone or do anything. my mum said this kind of thing must be reasonably hereditary, because in his late teens my brother went through several bouts of depression (which i don't have btw) coupled with alcoholism and a general hatred for the human race, as did/does my father AND his father. although the trend appears to lie isolated in the males of our family, i definitely take after my father more than my mother so.. it must be indicative of some brainfuckery in our bloodline :S

so, pretty much 3/4 members of my immediate family are either raging alcoholics, chronic smokers, have sociopathic tendencies or all of the above (throw a bit of nihilism in there)

the party last night was average, to say the least.

here's a departing gift to balance out the mood in here - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B0pKdXgNDbo

milla jovovich can sing, eh?

WOW i'm BLOGGING. BLOG BLOG BLOG. BLOGATHON! BLOGOLOGY! YOU BLOGGING BLOGGIST! beep beep.

i am restless. need to party.

so i had the scariest nightmare. i was in law, and the lecturer was endlessly ranting on about doing about 50 pages of course readings, and then proceeded to analyse the aforementioned readings to death, after which he went on to tell us that we have a test next tuesday :O

it was then that i had a bewildering revelation. it was not a nightmare. it was.. REAL LIFE!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! (real monsters)

but things turned out alright because i fell asleep, and when my friend woke me up it was time to go home. bliss.