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Drug bust at the home base. |
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Okay, here's the kind of exciting story... to me anyway.
First, I'll describe the purpatrator. She is a health girl who likes junk food... a lot. She also had her non-student boyfriend spending a large, almost residential amount of time in our apartment. She bought a deep-fryer and a electric skillet, which, by the way, are both against the rules, and uses them frequently. She never cleans them, nor puts them away. They sit on the counter in our kitchen and stink and attract gnats and other things. She also dumps dirty water on my clean dishes, but that is a different story.
Said boyfriend living here, he sleep with her, sure. But, the beds are small and they are not so I'm sure a great amount of body heat is created. To compensate they crank the air down to 60, or even 55 and set it on high where it blows constantly, never shutting off regardless. Seeing as how said boyfriend never came in until about 1-2 in the morning I was in bed and already, usually, asleep. Because of the air temperature I'd wake up freezing and stopped up, no matter what medicine I took each morning was worse than the next. I wrote a polite note asking her to turn the air up at night and she responded by taking the note down, and the next time I came in the air was set at 55 and high. Well, I got my answer.
Said boyfriend had friends and they came over a few times. Each time a very familiar smell crept out of the room, namely, smoke. It smelled and I caught him come out of her room, a snubbed out cigarello (or so I thought) clenched between his teeth. We, politely, asked both of them to please stop seeing as how my other aprtment mate and friend is allergic to it. They never agreed to anything I'll note. We complained to the head of our floor... he's a wimp.
We came in another day and the room smelled more strongly of smoke, and, something else. Baked apples yucky smelling air freshener. Not only did they ignore our request, they tried, ineffectively, to hid it.
We were not happy. We complained again. Again we got no help.
Finally, last night, while I was in the dark room developing my negatives (which turned out well by the way) she decided to go grocerty shopping. As she stepped out of our side of the aprt. a hideous stench assaulted her. It was smoke. Lots of it and boy, did it smell. She complained and, as our CA was at a meeting, his roommate called him and Sara went to the grocery.
Not long after she came back to be greeted with the sight of police patting down the boyfriend, there was yelling and anger, but not from the boyfriend of the other apt. mate, they were so ******** up they didn't know what was going on. They were led away for "questioning". The CAs and the hall director searched the room and found lots and lots of, you guessed it, pot, reefer, marajauina, canabis, whatever you want to call it. They were smoking it and stunk up the apt. and hallway... they never even opened a window...
They relesed my roommate, which I considered very not cool and she is back and angry, but she didn't know it was us that kept reporting her.
She probably got fined... she deserved more in my, and definately my roomate's opinion.
The add to the insult they did room checks today and our entire quad was written up for having the hot plate and fryer... son of a b***h.
My friend wrote and angry note saying that it was her stuff, she was responsible for the payment of the fine...
I'm very sick and I kind of don't care at this point, I just want medical attention and sleep which I haven't been getting. Why can't it all end?
I'm so very far behind in my classes...
 Day-Glo Fairy Snow · Wed Sep 13, 2006 @ 05:59am · 0 Comments |
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They don't have air conditioning in Italy. |
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The computer lab is boiling right now. but I feel like such a bad a**... my professors copied part of our final right off of spark notes and I found it accidently. All of my questions are right... now to work on the 26 essays...
I'm taking a jewelry making class, I have to finish my second ring and I'll be free...
After all most a month in Florence I'm ready to get the hell out. I've climbed a volcano, romped though ruins, almost had heat stroke on several occassions, discovered the joys of intoxication and the misery of discotechs. I've found that most Italian boys are horrifc perverts, that everything is overpriced, the US dollar isn't worth monky s**t, I don't really like airplanes all that much, and that if you get enough horny people in one space weeeeird s**t happens man, weird s**t... Not to me of course. I leave.
Food is not really all that great. If I have to eat another ******** sandwhich, I'll scream. I love the fresh markets and the coffee, those are things they do right. Gelato should rule the world. It kicks ice cream's a**. Yummy fresh fruitness.
I. Hate. American. Toursits. They are the rudests, stupidest, foulests, and most incompetant human beings I have come in contact with yet. Don't get me wrong, I am an American tourist. But I hope to god that I am smarter than that. I'm here to learn.
I'm so ******** broke... I think I might have enough to bring back kindereggs for everyone as presents. Kindereggs are the best candy on earth. They are made of chocolate and contain toys. Isn't that great? I checked my account... 10 dollars... uuuurgh...
I'm coming back to live in Europe, but not to Florence... Florence is like little Italy in the states or something... It's like being in the US where more people speak Italian and the Amercians are stupider. US girls are seen to be whores because of the ones that come on vacation and want to ******** some random guy so they can go home and tell their friends. They walk around drunk and stupid... the discotechs were hell... I've never seen so much stupidity gathered together to destroy the world. It hurts me a little inside when I realize these people will be breeding... I've never been as molested and degraded as what happened when we went dancing. The Italian guys gather where the most drunk Americans girls will be for an easy lay. They made me stop elbowing the people that grabbed me from behind because they were worried I'd be kicked out. I like my personal space. They eventually stopped grabbing me. I was so happy to leave.
There is a somewhat incomplete account of my trip. I'll add more when I don't have to walk across down to class.
Ciao.
Day-Glo Fairy Snow · Wed Jun 21, 2006 @ 01:38pm · 0 Comments |
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I realize I only write in here when I feel bad... I'm a complainer ^_^
I've been sick almost every 2 weeks this semester and it's getting old really fast. Sinus infections, a head cold, and now I think I've got strep thoat, at least all of the symptoms are there. I'm just happy that the student clinic managed to get me in today. Normally I'd do the whole, "I'll suck it up, I can take it..." But I made the mistake of going online and reading about it last night... yeah, all sorts of fun diseases can come from a rampent strep infection that goes unchecked. Doctor, here I come!
My boss feels really bad to. He though yesterday was my day to work and sent me a really sarcastic email and I emailed him back apologising 'cause I though he'd changed the schedual and I never knew and said I wouldn't be here today 'cause I was sick. I think he felt terrible, I'm his favorite after all, and he talked to me and demanded that I go to the doctor right now and he'd get anything if I needed it. I have such a cool boss.
All in all I feel pretty good but this thing is super contagious so I'm going to minimize human contact and lock myself in my room until I get hungry and am forced to walk to the Student Union for food.
I think also I'm going to ask to be checked for black mold sickness. School, you bastards, I refuse to be held down by your tyranny! *shakes fist angrily* Bitches, really...
So yeah! Complain complain complain! I feel better now!
Ja.
Day-Glo Fairy Snow · Mon Feb 27, 2006 @ 02:58pm · 0 Comments |
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30 Seconds, a new record... |
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Well, my weekend was overly dramatic and upsetting. Friday night I had the anime club party so I didn't see much of Cody until afterwards, we then watched a movie at a friends and had a fairly nice evening, it was good but Saturday, and this has been the trend, one good night and week or more of horror. I couldn't stand it anymore... Saturday I wanted to so something different, even if it was stupid, to break the monotony. He was for it but not really and when I brought him along to go draw on the sidewalk in front of the library he just acted like a sulky child, he wouldn't talk, he wouldn't help and made my pretty horrible... Well, my night. Then I took him to go get coffee at IHOP for at least going with me while I doodled on the sidewalk... then it was loud and crowded and we couldn't hear each other and little effort was made to communicate so he just took me home and I made an effort to call him a little bit later but it was just a series of long, awkward pauses.
Sunday, he called and came over then ensued the 2 longes most painful hours of my life where basically we discussed how our relationship was failing and he didn't want to give up but I couldn't take it anymore blah blah blah, I made him cry a lot then came the part where I actually ended it and he just wondered around the room trying to figure out what to do. Finally he just said, so that's it, huh? And I nodded and then we stood their for a few moments, I flung myself at him and said I didn't want to break up anymore and we cried like a couple of little kids and clung to each other and it was sappy and touching and syrupy and all sorts of sweet gooey sickening things.
He said such nice things and it was pointless and stupid and other people would kind of look at my funny but it was like a reset and I'm all cute and infatuated again and it's all so wonderful... it fixed things.
At least now he realizes that his blatent selfish disregard for my happiness is what was making us both misrable and he won't act like such a whiney little kid that isn't getting enough attention 'cause that doesn't instil much live in anything.
Ah, I love him... my darling little boy toy...
Today is going to be such a good day.
Day-Glo Fairy Snow · Mon Oct 31, 2005 @ 02:43pm · 0 Comments |
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Crisis averted, everyone is happy now and no one died.
I apologise for the sappy emo kid moment in which I cringe when I reread it... forget everything you saw.
Have a good day!
Day-Glo Fairy Snow · Wed Oct 19, 2005 @ 02:46pm · 1 Comments |
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Weep for me my dear Romeo |
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I decided that spilling the contents of my heart to total strangers was better than keeping it in even if most people don't care in the least.
I care...
I think my relationship is totally falling apart, I grope at distant possibilities, even marriage but I can't focus on the now with him, even for a little while... I think it degraded to the purely physical and I just don't like that. I'm always worried about him being happy and today it dawned on me that I'm the one who's not happy, he's a nice guy, great, I could list all sorts of wonderful traits about him and I can't really think of anything bad but that's all I can focus on is the badness... I think maybe I'm depressed again because I'm normally more, well, I suppose sunny and optimistic are fair words, at least that's what everyone else thinks I am... I want to be happy, I want to spend more time with him but I can't, my schedual won't allow it. I don't think he understands just how important all of this is to me, I want to do the best I can given the limited time I have... I'm so apathetic lately, I have all sorts of artists blocks accpet when I'm in class and all these different people inspire me then it's great but I can't maintain that sunny outlook outside, I'm kind of stuck and just plain sad.
So, being sad, I sat in the microforms room and cried and hoped nobody came and asked for help because I was too busy being a self-pitying whining a**... yay for me. I've still got about 45 minutes left of work and I still keep getting the urge to cry, it won't go away, it won't leave me alone and I can't stay busy enough to make it got the ******** away.
I keep blaming it on everything else, like perhaps it's because I'm burnt out on school or maybe I'm just too busy in general. I'm not lonely anymore, I've got friends now and it gives me the chilling thought that maybe I've only hung onto him because I'm been lonely and now I'm not and it's a horrible involved thought process... I don't think he ever thinks of me... he probably does but it seems that I don't exist out of his sphere of sight... Even when we haven't seen each other barely at all, all week and I come over he'll sit on the computer, he doesn't talk much and it's awkward and long and I don't know what the hell to do... So here I whine and I want someone to tell me that I'm just being stupid and that's probably very true but even still I don't want to see him and I don't want to talk to him but I have to because I left my art box in his room... So I'll go after work and cry and probably say somethings I will regret saying for a long time and life in general will be bad for...probably longer than I want it too... over 2 and a half years, I guess that isn't that long... my parents don't like each other and they've been together 20 years now... but that's a terrible thing to say... a terrible thing to think... I'll talk with him tonight and probably come off as displeased with the answer presented as I have pretended not to be every other time...
I just don't want to be upset anymore like I have been for a while... I worry and I worry and I want to know if I have a reason to worry... I'll end it now for the sake of my sanity, I can't keep functioning like this, I don't work well under pressure...
So here, I whined and you can tell me to suck it upand stop acting like a baby...
Day-Glo Fairy Snow · Tue Oct 18, 2005 @ 02:23am · 0 Comments |
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Ooooh ******** me.....
Gods my head is killing me... Day after day of medicine haze, sinus pressure, lack of sleep and now I've got a migrane... I've spent over 12 hours in the print lab this week, I haven't seen my boyfriend since last Saturday for more than a hour and I'm behind in drawing a little... I had to pay over 40 dollars to get my sewing machine fixed...now I'm broke even more...
Other than that everything seems to be going well when I'm awake.
Ha, my hands are stained black from ink, they look as if they haven't been washed in over a month, ick ick ick... But they have, I assure you.
My print sucked balls... I was kind of sad, but perhaps it's not that bad and my sleep deprived mind just kind of made it that way, but no. It probably sucks.
I look back and read this and realized that despite all the horrible things that are listed I've had a pretty good week... I don't understand.
Perhaps it's the medicine.
Day-Glo Fairy Snow · Thu Oct 13, 2005 @ 07:08pm · 0 Comments |
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Yesterday was move in day and I carted all my needed things into my new room. This year the room is layed out and it makes a bit more sense and is more practical, good news for us. Our air conditioning works which is a plus and I've got great classes lined up. All 18 hours of them. Well, more since 4 or them are studio classes and they take up twice as much time as a normal class though I only get 3 hours credit for 6 hours of work.
Bad news?
Yes.
I don't have a job as of right now. They changed up the hiring process after they took away my work study and now I'm am in frightful need of a job and will have very little chance of getting one on campus. Sucks? Yes. Mostly because I don't have a car and can't get a job off campus. I'm stuck. This could get bad. I'm already stuck for money as it is planning for my Europe trip. I think the school has just decided to screw me over in the worst way possible. It hates all it's students but ignores that fact. They only want our money. Bastards.
So yay! I hate my school!
But I will have a good year. I forbid myself to do otherwise.
Day-Glo Fairy Snow · Mon Aug 22, 2005 @ 01:39am · 0 Comments |
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