Back so soon? Why yes, yes I am.
Sorry to angst again, but I need to. I was sitting in my room, trying to study for my Western Music Exam (so Weburn's Symphony Op. 21 is playing the whole time--it's so dissonant) and clean my room while packing, when a chick comes in and asks if I've knitted her the FOUR scarves she asked me for this weekend yet. I'm like, no, but I have two ready, so I give her two of my personal scarves that I knitted myself (I'm big on punctuality), and she tells me she can't pay me until later, and I've got three more to knit while dealing with drama queen friends and finals that shoot me in the head, and then my dad calls and tells me I'm not working hard enough. I try to catch some sleep, and people constantly come into my room to borrow food and movies, not even regarding the fact that I'm obviously asleep. I have a huge paper I haven't even started due thursday, my room is a mess, I haven't even thought about packing (and my break is a month and a half), and these frigging scarves keep knotting.
I know it's a repeat performance of my angsting the other day but with knitting added, but I figured, if I can't vent on the angsting thread, where can I vent?
"I am special, I am special! Please, God, please, don't let me be normal!" ---Louisa, The Fantasticks
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Intolerant of intolerance.