the times of kryptoniteglows

I don’t know how else to put it, but stupid people get on my nerves. I’ve some database class where the kids seem so immensely dense. Our first assignment was basically to compare spreadsheets and databases, the point being that spreadsheets are horrible so he gave us a really bad spreadsheet and then assigned some tasks were to try with this spreadsheet and then write a little memo about it. Being a semi-decent professor, he ask for feedback from the kids on this little assignment, some chick starts going on and on about how omg hard and confusing it was… That was the point you dense bitch!

Then they say so many illogical things during class, drives me insane! Like the last time we were in class, we were doing a mock diagram for a real estate’s database, so that it would keep track of realtors, customers, house, etc for a local office type deal, very obvious in context that it would be for one office, but then some girl starts asking questions about what if they have a customer in Delaware and California (at the time we were discussing how each customer could only have one realtor in this database), I almost wanted to shout you dumb bitch, it’s a local office, how about you worry about making one of these databases before you start worrying about nationwide…

Plus, we have all sorts of group/team work stuff we do, I always feel like such an asshole because I have a tendency on insisting things be done my way and more so in this class because my way is right and their way is wrong… That is very true at least half the time, so it makes me cocky and want to always do things my way all the time… I know I suck, but I can’t help it :(.

My intermediate accounting class seems like such a joke, we get assigned homework that we have to do online, so when we go to class he goes over the homework. The kicker is that the online website gives the answer after you get it wrong 3 times and provides the details on how to solve! So it’s like what is the freaking point of coming to your class? In addition, he assigned us groups that we have to sit with in the crappy classroom of octagon tables all squished together. Makes me so angry and it’s less than a month in to the semester.

This is going to be a very long semester :(….Not to mention, some aspects of work are starting to take its toll.

And so sore. We got the first really big snow storm on Tuesday. It seemed alright on Tuesday though, I rode my bike to and from class and it wasn’t to terrible except I kept getting snow inside my clothes and eyes. Come Tuesday night at about 11:30, I figured I was gonna get prepared for the next day by cleaning the ice off my car and shoveling some of the snow so I wouldn’t have to rush tomorrow or be late for work. So did the basics of the windows and windshields even though it was freezing. Do some homework, watch some TV and I go to bed.

Next morning, I’m suppose to have class at 9:05. I wake pretty late at 8:40ish. Seems like we got some more snow, but I figure I’ll get a broom and sweep it off my car then I’ll be on my way. I dawdle around before leaving and just decide to get put work clothes on figuring I’ll drive to school and just leave for work from school so I’ll be there early. Seems like a lot of snow outside so I hesitate and go to the computer to check out closings even though UD never really closes. Just my luck, classes before 10 AM are canceled! Woot, extra sleep I think. I jump back into bed for an hour…hour and a half Then it’s time to go to work.

So I grab all my stuff and finally go outside for the first time that morning. Well, lots of expletive words, my car was covered with at least a quarter inch of ice. My doors were frozen shut! I had to use my keys to pry the ice off my door off, in hindsight I probably should of used something else because there are tiny key marks on my car now. After 10-15 minutes, I get the driver side door opened! Well, I think wtf now, I got to at least get the ice off my driver’s side door and windshield. I grab the shoddy ice scrapper I have and start chipping away. I don’t get very far on the front windshield and the handle breaks off. Just great, I have to use my hands on a tiny little plastic scrapper head to deice a huge windshield. I wasn’t getting very far and my arms were starting to hurt, figured some water might help… Grab a bucket from my porch, go inside via my garage because I didn’t want to get my floors all icky. Use the water, not of much help besides making the ice more transparent. I keep getting ice in my eyes, so I go back inside to get snow goggles. On the way in, I notice some super ice scrapper in my garage. Grab the snow goggles and the super ice scrapper, yes it was sturdy plastic probably with some kind of metal inside. I use it on my halfway done windshield and it just takes off huge chunks of ice! I was like yes! My windshield is clear and I use the super ice scrapper on my back windshield and windows of the car, amazingly enough it didn’t take long with the super ice scrapper, maybe 15-20 minutes. Just as much time I spent trying to open my door. Of course it’s over an hour later now and I’m just as late for going to work whom I’ve called twice. Initial call was like I’m gonna be there, just gonna be late, so much ice! Second call was like um I don’t think I’m gonna be there, I just broke the ice scrapper and I’m scratching away ice with my fingernails and I’m about to collapse (exaggerated a bit, but I was just about to give up on trying to get to work and just go back inside to warmness).

This should be enough snow suffering for one day, but no… I come home and I can’t get my car into my driveway. I live off one of the main streets so when the plow comes, a wall of snow is made against my driveway. I can get my car half way in, but it just can’t clear the mound of snow. I try shoveling with my car in the driveway, doesn’t work, I try forcing the car with stomping on the gas, no go. I finally have to put my car in the road (where else can I park in the middle of the night) with the emergency lights on and move the mound of snow. Part of it is muddy and nasty, the other parts are hard frozen chunks of snow. Finally get enough snow out of the way, and my car goes most of the way into the driveway when I push on the gas a bit to hard, though it won’t go any further back now.

My shoulders are still aching, my hands and fingers are hurting. I had to spend 10 hours at work in somewhat wet frozen pants, couldn’t feel my toes for like 5 hours.

All this makes me wish I was back in high school or something. In contrast, my brother had probably the following day:

Wake up, go on computer, school is closed, woooot!

Back in bed until noon or later.

Wake up to play games on the computer

Mommy makes him food.

Plays more games.

Mommy makes dinner.

More games!

A copy of my most recent electric bill, that is over $300! To put it into perspective, I’ve never had a bill over $100. My heating is oil. The last time they read the meter was in November, so it’s not like my bill is being caught up from last year. Additionaly my water bill had like 100 more cubic feet of water used than the last time I got a water bill. So WTF was that roommate doing all day while I wasn’t here? Taking hot showers and washing/drying each piece of clothing individually?

Unfortunately I’m stuck paying for over half that bill because I have to proate to the day he left on 1/28.

So to get going on that no procrastinating thing, I just ordered all the books I need for my classes next week, took like an hour because I was comparing prices and all, but ended up buying most of them from amazon.com or sellers on amazon.com.

I almost think I must of missed something, because $260.71 is less than the cost of like 2 of my books last semester, all of which I kinda waited to the last minute to buy, so I had to pay overpriced university bookstore prices.

If I had to make some type of resolution for 2007, it would be to procrastinate less.� Very obvious as it’s February 2^nd before I’ve even thought of a resolution for the new year.� So to procrastinate less, I’ll need to be more organized, which I’m highly lacking because I still haven’t bought a new organizer/planner/date book for 2007.� So far this year, procrastination has cost me an additional fee at UD because I didn’t pay my tuition in full� on time, $3000 in tuition reimbursement from work because I didn’t fill out the request on time.� The last one kinda irks me just because I have to put in all this stuff for a request a month before the classes start, it’s not like they even issue me a check until a month after my classes end so don’t know what’s up with them needing stuff so far in advance when I don’t get cut a check until much later…

I had planned on buying a bunch of stuff from Amazon.com, but because I waited, practically everything I was going to buy went up in price!

Notice the spatulas?� That’s because my roommate (well former roommate, because he finally got the idea and moved the fuck out) decided to somehow mutilate my spatulas!� He just melted one of them!� One of the remaining ones is so deformed that I can’t even use it. I know it’s just a set of spatulas and I really couldn’t care less, but the fucking spatula says “CAUTION: NOT HEAT RESISTANT” right on it, so why would you be using it near heat and melting them?� I literally bought the spatulas, used them once, and along comes this roommate who destroys them!

Despite his leaving, the room he was in still has a lingering odor. Eww…� I also did a walk through during the daytime yesterday, and noticed how sickeningly disgusting his bathroom mirror was.� The picture doesn’t do justice for how nasty it was, it was like he decided to throw up on the mirror!� For a metro-homo-sexual kinda guy, I would expect more, I mean I couldn’t stand looking at myself in that kinda mirror everyday.� Took me all of 60 seconds to wipe the mirror with a cleaning wipe and then a dry paper towel and the darn thing was shiny again.

And here is the written notice for moving out that he gave me, just before he left.� By just before he left, I do mean just that, this was given to me approximate 10:30 PM the day he left.� Just a few minutes before getting this, he asked me to borrow paper and pen…� Ugh… For some reason he put 11/28/07?� Have no idea….� Then he carrots in $500 even though he isn’t getting the full deposit back (he owes me utilities for previous month and the current month).� To top it off, he asks me to make copy for him.� What a dipshit….

I know my disgust and distain of my former roommate seems rather extreme, but I guarantee you they are fully warranted.� This kid had the audacity to live in my house, consume my stuff, use my stuff and tell me I had a dead end job!� For the record, former roommate is a college graduate who works at Apple….in the mall… part time.� He was in and still is in no position to talk about my job.� Pretty much ridiculous on his part and he did not have a single leg to even stand on� (yes, he tried to argue with me on this instead of being a smart person or even a moderately intelligent person to quickly rescind his statement).� Unfortunately this was only one of the many pointless arguments he tried to make with me.� I would say almost everyone he would quickly run out of steam, end up making nonsense, or I just wouldn’t have the patience and ignore him.� Thank goodness it’s over.