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You’d think, that when not a single one of your students from any of your classes passes your test, (not getting an ‘A’, no, passing, getting higher than a 60%) that maybe, just maybe, there’s something wrong with your stupid fucking bullshit-ass test!
I’m so upset right now…
If anyone knows me, you’d now how important Neuro is to me. It’s my all time favorite thing ever. Well, after trying for seven years, I finally got the Neuro nendroid (also Yako, but that’s beside the point) I hadn’t made a post about it or anything since I was waiting on taking pictures of them.
But now, I haven’t had it for hardly three months, and Booker broke it early this morning.
So now it’s tiny Neuro surgery center downstairs as my mom is trying to help me fix him. There are so many tiny pliers and drill bits that we’re using to try and get the broken neck joint out of the face plate. The post of the neck joint broke from the spherical part and is lodged halfway into the face plate and there is no way to grab it, its too far in. So we have to drill it. My mom was a jeweler a long time ago, so she has the finesse to do tiny surgery, but the tools we have are the tiniest of my dad’s construction tools, which aren’t very tiny… it’s not looking good.
It’s like the scene with his hand only this time it’s his head….
HE’S OKAY!
We’d been working on it for hours now, and just when I make the post, my mom comes up with the good news, she took my advise to try and drill a hole into the post, pour glue in it, stick a wire or something in the glue, then pull it once it’s dried. But he’s okay and back in action!
I’m so upset right now...
If anyone knows me, you’d now how important Neuro is to me. It’s my all time favorite thing ever. Well, after trying for seven years, I finally got the Neuro nendroid (also Yako, but that’s beside the point) I hadn’t made a post about it or anything since I was waiting on taking pictures of them.
But now, I haven’t had it for hardly three months, and Booker broke it early this morning.
So now it’s tiny Neuro surgery center downstairs as my mom is trying to help me fix him. There are so many tiny pliers and drill bits that we’re using to try and get the broken neck joint out of the face plate. The post of the neck joint broke from the spherical part and is lodged halfway into the face plate and there is no way to grab it, its too far in. So we have to drill it. My mom was a jeweler a long time ago, so she has the finesse to do tiny surgery, but the tools we have are the tiniest of my dad’s construction tools, which aren’t very tiny... it’s not looking good.
It’s like the scene with his hand only this time it’s his head....
My Brain: Okay, so... we could be doing math right now...
Me: Yeah?
My Brain: Or... or... now hear me out man. Or... we could be playing video games.
Me: Shit, you're right.
Oh yeah, so while I’ve been trying to get back into the groove of things and get out of my art slump, I’ve been playing the new Fire Emblem.
So if anyone wants to visit my “My Castle” (Aptly named “Weenie HQ”) the address is 03713-80978-54823-01758.
Fittingly enough, the Pacer Test was the epitome of “bad time”.
Man, I’ve had a massive headache since I got back home yesterday morning. Like, to the point where it’s hurting my eyes feel like they’re pulsating... I can hardly focus on anything. Everything feels dizzy. This sucks. I have things I need to do! I need to catch up on my math, I need to respond to various messages, I have ‘Important Thing (TM)’ I need to do, and I need to do those requests that have been gathering dust in my inbox. Why does the world not want me to work
So, for anyone wondering why I haven’t been posting any pictures the past couple weeks, it’s because my computer has been shit. I’ve been trying to fight through it but it’s really difficult when everytime you get something done, it resets and you have to do it over again, ad infinitum. I’d do traditional, but my scanner has always been shit
And now I’m also going to be traveling the next couple days to go visit family and I wont have internet. So yeah... anyone waiting on requests, sorry. Hopefully I’ll be able to get them done soon.
I’m so pissed off right now. My mom is angry at me for failing my math test. But The problem is here, is that I have reasons why I failed the test and she’s not fucking listening to me. This chapter, over half of the days we where supposed to go to class, class was cancelled. So you’d think “Okay, well, next class, the teacher would go over what you should have learned the day that class was cancelled.” Nope! Because we have a schedule to keep. “Well, you wont be tested on those sections then, right? Because you didn’t learn them.” Guess again, fucker! So we were only taught less than half of the chapter but we were still tested on the whole fucking chapter! You know, WHICH WE DIDN’T FUCKING LEARN! And for the time that we did have class, I found it a little difficult to concentrate on the problems when I was preoccupied trying not to burst into tears and disrupt the class over the fact that my cat, who has been with me since I was six, was horribly sick and then had to be put down.
Despite all of that, I still got the highest score out of BOTH of my professor’s fucking classes! 67% which is still an ‘F” BUT IT’S NOT MY FUCKING FAULT, SO DON’T BE FUCKING MAD AT ME!
What the fuck, self!? We have shit to do, stop being so tired!
Me:
len2kagamine replied to your post:Something about today is wrong. I don’t know what,...
Knock knock it’s anxiety
With paranoia.
And depression.
...
Depressionoia.
Something about today is wrong.
I don’t know what, but it is. I’ve been feeling weird and uncomfortable all day today. Something just isn’t right.
