The Not Happy Thread

AH...someone who does law. What year you in?

I'm a student at Queen's in belfast, but i haven't bothered to go to class since Christmas. So you could say at this moment in time, im a uni drop out Word can't describe how much I don't like it...

I might go on ahead and finish my degree though, if they let me repeat next year, even though i have no interest in becoming a lawyer

 

Final year. On the verge of graduating. And I also don't have any particular urge to be a lawyer.


But the exam went moderately well, really

 

Another law student? The place seems to be infested with the damn things! At least two of us won't be students in a couple of weeks, mind!

Right, not happy. Knee went tonight. I'd already been clattered (sliding tackle - who makes a sliding tackle in 5-a-side?), when I went to nick the ball away and keep an attack going. Their lad tries to make a panic clearance as I'm turning, with the ball in the air. The result is that his clearance misses the ball and clatters into my ankle, twisting my leg round in the air. My ankle took the brunt of the force, but my knee was what actually went. Once it was back in place, I actually played on for some mental reason.

 

My turn for tornadoes... headed for the porch to keep an eye out. Talk to you guys soon (I hope), it's freakin ugly out there

 

I have a math test tomorrow, the last of the year. I'm really nervous -- I really want to do well on it, because my grade could really be improved by a good score.

 

I'm a law student on paper only. A semi-alcoholic bum would be more accurate lol

 

Heh, 5-a-side football isn't supposed to be that serious I thought. Surprised the dude made a sliding tackle. Hope your knee/ankle is okay!

Hope there's not too much damage and injuries because of the tornadoes.

Good luck!


As for me, pretty trivial but I've got to tidy my room. I haven't tidied it... well, since I moved in here in September. (Yeah, I know I should've tidied before now). There's a lot of rubbish and I really can't be bothered. I hate tidying. *sigh*

 

You and me both. When I get all the stuff on my bed ready to be reorganized, my anxiety kicks in and I have to calm myself down before I resume.

It can get pretty tiring after a bit.

 

Yeah, final exams time--I know I won't get much sympathy from students on here, but I'm fed up with extra marking and invigilation ('proctoring') duties.

Also fed up because although the bathroom scales tell me I'm 53kg as usual, recently the fat is migrating away from good areas towards totally unacceptable ones.

 

Oh that sucks you get anxiety from it. I don't thankfully. But yes, it can be tiring. I tend to sort out all the rubbish, put the stuff I'm keeping on my bed, and then put everything somewhere so I can hoover and then I have to sort through all my stuff because I need to pack it for going home. So much effort.

I imagine extra marking and invigilating must suck. And seriously, don't worry about the fat being in 'unacceptable' areas. You're fine as you are.

 

My math test is first thing this morning. I hope I do well -- I'm nervous.

 

Man, I don't know how I missed this...now that I'm involved in derby, I feel for you on a whole new level--I really hope your knee starts feeling better soon! Dealing with injuries is one of the most frustrating parts of playing a sport, for me at least...it sucks that you've had so many issues with your knee.

Good luck, Gi! You can do it!!

I have my GRE test today, too...urg. Part of me will just be happy when it's over, but the rest of me never wants to take it...

 

Well, I'm away from the one I love for at least the next four months, this'll be difficult.

 

It's all right. Few days resting up and it'll be right as rain. Swollen up like mad today, mind. Almost twice its usual size.

 

Sad! Hang in there, and hopefully it'll pass quickly!

Jeez! Take good care of it!

 

I was reading a news bit on Yahoo.com about a famous athlete who compared his hiding in his own attic from the public to Anne Frank's experience during WWII.

I am not sure if I should feel offended and uppity about it or if I should chalk it up to yet another athlete who doesn't care what comes out of his mouth because he knows money and supporters will sooth any opposition.

 

So I learned some good news that's way more bad than good. I'm going to Jersey in June for my year anniversary with Tim. Meaning beaches all day, and I've put on 15 pounds. I have less than a month to loose the weight. UGH.

Then I learn we might be going to Orlando in July. The pressure to go anorexic is increasingly huge right now.

 

Aw, don't stress about a little extra weight! Go enjoy your vacations!!

 

So after I finish watching Roswell I realize I have nothing else to watch. Nothing really peaks my interest. Though I should finish FireFly and I suppose I got a few shows I need catching up.

But either way I got nothing new to watch and it bugs the hell out of me. I like having a book to read and a show to watch.

The thing is I guess I have a crap load of stuff to watch. Really I do... but I just have no interest in it. So I am probably going to end up rewatching something or I am going to be browsing giant lists of shows to watch.

So yeah. This is why I am unhappy.

 

Just had a nightmare that I was a foreign-exchange student in the UK and my roomate was the biggest dick that I think ever walked on the British Isle. It ended with me driving my car off the white cliffs of Dover.

I hate my brain sometimes.

 

One horrendously bad week, still in a daze from it all, not to mention all the pain. Be careful out there my fellow bicyclists, motorists are insane. My beautiful bike, will I ever ride it again?

 

So...I just backed up into a tree and dented the rear hood door to our car. It's nothing extensive, thank goodness. But I have no idea how/why I missed that stupid, skinny piece of wood. I'm not happy. Not. And it stinks too because I'm a pretty decent driver.

UGH!

 

Can't sleep. Too nervous about the play-off final.

 

Mom is still annoying. I seriously cannot stand her right now

 

I really wish there was something I could do to help.

If it makes you feel any better, one of my sisters drove her car into our house. Yeah, that's right. She hit a house. That's how terrible a driver she is.

I could hit you over the head with a blunt object, if you think that would help.

:/ Moms, man. Can't live with them...wouldn't be alive without them.

I feel you, though, my MIL was kind of grinding on my nerves a little bit today.