Post something that made you UNHAPPY today.

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I looked at an apartment today. Looking from the outside it looked like a dump. The inside was a dump too. Just the bathroom alone was enough reason not to take it. The tub and sink were filthy and stained and scratched up. The bedrooms were too small too.

We walked by another apartment we were planning on looking at but the house next door was boarded up and stunk from a fire. I don't think we will even look at it now because I can't live there. I'd probably be able to smell the burning smell in my house and I'd be having panic attacks all the time from that.

I spent the last couple of hours before coming on here this afternoon looking for an AV cord for my PS2. I can't find my old one that went to my other PS2, and I found the yellow port connector in separate pieces. No more kids under the age of 12 in my room.

The context is that I did not realize that the Intel Science Talent Search deadline was in EST. ARGH! That could have been a 25-35% increase in my MIT chances (followed by quite a few minutes of raging against the universe, the concept of time, angular momentum, the existence of deadlines, the bias against the asocial [sic], the impossibility of Getting Things Done, the stupidity of the dolts for whom I prepared the quasi-literally dirty insult, and finally, against the devil itself.)

While forcing some tears in the hope of lubricating my dry eyes, they began to sting even more because apparently, they are rather hypertonic. On the bright side, I found a way to make myself tear up in the upset-but-not-crying way without squinting very hard. I just had to half-yawn with my mouth closed twice and a bonus was that the tears were not as hypertonic as the ones that cause me irritation when I realize how dry my eyes generally are. Now I just have to figure out a way to get rid of the excess, non-lubricating tears quickly and furtively so that I do not suggest too much sadness or disappointment.

Songs that were recorded after 1984 make my brownies tear up. Music wasn't the same after Mick Avory left The Kinks.

Rain + hangover from hell + job interview... Really a horrid combination, should have stayed in bed all day.

How did the interview go?

This boy in one of my classes took my seat again. This it the 3rd time this has happened.
I don't like it. All the other empty seats are on the other side of the room, away from the only two people I know in that class.

Mehhh.... I could have been better. I was too hungover to think or talk much. Boo.

Very painful stims today. Very sudden spastic hand/shoulder motions, and whiplash cringing. Can't make them stop.

Also, my favorite roommate moved out.

I've just been completely ridiculed at work for listening to classical music. My "smart and intelligent" colleagues decided that classical music should be played only at funeral. When I said that it helps me concentrate and be productive they came to a conclusion that I must be very traumatized because normal people listen to something happy, like pop music.

Those blithering idiots! They probably did not realize that there was a type of party called the ball and the music was cheery. I generally get the impression that with the lack of thought in pop music (and voices resembling poorly made synthesizers), it would only be the happiness that the odd kids that openly discuss substance abuse have (or the drooling in a straitjacket in a padded room as a consequence of the substance abuse, of course).

It just makes me furious that some people are so quick to draw conclusions and give their opinions without ever reflecting on themselves. Their taste and intelligence in music is limited to "what's on the radio" and it's me who "has issues". Seriously?!

Add to that the lack of variety on the radio. So many of their songs are repeated so frequently I think I would vomit if I had to stay and announce them for a whole day! About classical music being dreary, have they not heard of the ninth symphony of Beethoven and why he chose the, "Ode to Joy," to be accompanied? He was not the only one to do so!

I know! There's a lot of beautiful and joyful classical music. I guess it may be hard to acknowledge that if the only occasion they actually listen to classical music is funeral.
The funny thing is that when they started commenting on it I was listening to Mozart's "Eine kleine Nachtmusik". I know it's not Lady Gaga but it's far from sad and dreary.

My bedroom ceiling is leaking again.

Also the gas leak started again and I am very sensitive to the smell of gas. It makes me sick and bothers me a lot. I want out of here so bad but I am trapped here.

My landlord is actually renting out the downstairs. I don't know why he'd even bother since he is selling. I bet he doesn't tell the new tenant that there are serious problems in this house with the furnace leaking gas, the furnace pilot going out, the hot water heater pilot going out, and a major roof leak that before the last time it was fixed was so bad it was leaking into the first floor apartment too.

i saw a house that i wanted, and when i rang the real estate agent, it had already been sold.
it was a very nice house on a large 1/2 acre block, and it was isolated in bushland with the most spectacular views. i was too late.