Grr.

I might as well have stayed at fucking home instead of coming here to just have him fall asleep instead tending to his laundry which was the original purpose of me visiting him late at night. I could be watching Star Trek: TNG right now.

Damnit

Welp, it doesn't look like I'll have much luck this year in terms of housing. I mean, we had a nice, seven person house all lined up which was uber-close to the university, but that turned out to be too good to be true--as per usual. FUCK. ASS.

There's too much work to wade through. Fuck. Ass. The never-ending bombardment of midterms starts tomorrow, and doesn't look like it'll end until the 22nd of March. That means I'll have about one or two midterms a week--save reading week--to look forward to until that unholy date. On top of that I have the regular lab write-ups and assignments to complete. I swear to fucking god if I don't land a well paying job with some up-and-coming company willing to fork over everthing to have me on their team as soon as I reach my degree like I was promised as a naive first-year engineer, there will be hell to pay.