March 20, 2005

I panicked. I was driving home from lunch with dd and that's when I realized I have all these stuff to get done by tomorrow. I'm talking about my Casino/Resort construction plus my color chips... everything needs to be checked and approved by tomorrow so I can continue and turn in my final projects next monday. I'm screwed... fuck I'm so screwed.

Ahhh. I'm screwed!!!
and damn Michael's, why's everything so fucking expensive there? For bass wood sticks each one of them is about 99 cent, are they fucking crazy. I hate michaels. I hate painting color chips... unless I get them right the first time. speaking of which, I should really start now. Argh. I'm frustrated with myself, why do I always get myself stuck in this kind of situation every quarter? I'm stressed... and fuck those for thinking I have no stress or no workload, fuck you all.

f those for not knowing how weak my right hand is and for thinking sawing little wooden sticks are easy. I swear I'm gonna get myself a good hr massage when I'm done with this quarter b/c for all I know, there's no spring break therefore a weekend will have to suffice, yup... a weekend of massages... :)

alright. I better start my hw, lets see how quickly I can get things done this time.