Waging war

The bloody and violent war for internet connection has continued. I have internet at the most inopportune time and when I desperately need it to do homework I cannot connect. I am going to have to follow through on my threat, the only problem is that I don't know where to buy dynamite... seriously where does one buy that?

This entire week so far has been shotty. Monday was from hell (as per usual) and I have been behind all week because of the crazy internet battle and my lack luster performance in school. I had a test in psych today that I found out about last night... I always seem to miss the really important classes. It's like I spend my whole life on the edge of almost making it, but still failing.

Early this week my and Roommate decided to go out and get a frosty from Wendy's, we got there at 12:03 a.m. Wendy's closes at midnight here. I was so pissed. Well not to be deterred by the upsetting closing time we headed across the street to McDonald's... they where also closed. We finally ended up finding an all night restaurant that we could buy a chocolate shake at, which we paid for in coins because we are broke... now completely broke.

And that is pretty much how my life always goes. Hey look you almost got what you want, but since you left late you get screwed.

The joys of beings broke

In high school I thought I understood what it felt like to be broke. I didn't, I did understand what it felt like to be locked in a mental institute though. I did not understand what being broke really meant until this last year. I took so many things for granted as a child, I really want to be back at that state economically, when I can take things for granted. Like clean clothes, it is expensive to wash clothes. Or books, I love books, but they are fucking expensive. Toilet paper is something most people take for granted, (I have a mild paranoia of being stuck in a bathroom without toilet paper).

There are still things I should value more than I do, like education, but whatever. There is now one thing I will appreciate more, cooked food. It is so nice to be able to walk into a room that has already cooked food. It is also really nice to have normal food. I am going home for the end of this week, and I didn't want to have a bunch of food spoiling in my room when I was gone, so I didn't get any groceries this week (that and they are really expensive) so for lunch I had the pleasure of eating a peanut butter cheese sandwich. That was all I had in my room. It was gross. The only reason I tried it was because a friend had recommended it.

It didn't help that the bread was an everything bagel from Panera. Don't get me wrong, I love Panera, but the toppings were a bad idea. I think it would have been better had the cheese not been melted... it was just a gloppy mess that sort of glued my jaws together. Not pleasant.

I am looking forward to going home and having real food.