I woke up at 7:30, went to the gym, and got a call on the way home asking if I could cover for a sick coworker. So I went in to work at 10:30 instead of 12:30. Those classes were fucking awful. Then I had a short break followed by my own classes. Then a teacher's meeting where the owner of the school told us to be good little children or we'll all get fired. Then I got to show the wallpaper situation to my landlord, whose wife ended up telling me to move my bed into the living room or I'll get a cold. Yeah, lady, too late for that. Then I went to study Korean with Jodi and we went to dinner. Now I'm home and ready to pass out.
People can just suck it. And by "it" I mean "my cock," of course.
Frankly I'm so sick of everyone - literally everyone: family, friends, coworkers, students, random schmucks I see on the street - that I want to turn off my computer and phone and TV and spend the weekend holed up in my apartment. Everyone I talk to, see, or think about is pissing me off. You're probably annoying me right this second. In other words, I need some alone time.
Tomorrow the landlord is returning to wallpaper my apartment at 10am. I don't work until 1pm. I'll probably go to a coffee shop and spend the whole time wishing I were in my own apartment. Then I work until 9pm. Then I'll come home and pass out. I have yet to decide if I'm going to the gym tomorrow or not. Maybe, maybe not. It's only a cardio day so if I get up late I could probably skip it without any problems. Whatever!
Fuck, that's how I feel about everything right now: whatever!