Painting the Stiff Yogurt

School
Lost


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School
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I screwed myself on the fly lab that is going to be coming up very soon. I killed my flies. I sabotoged (spelled right?) my own little bitches. If my lab group had only made a little effort to help me out in doing this shit, I would have been able to reasonably do this lab. Instead I gave up all hope of continuing the facade that I could actually finish counting before I had time.

On the flip side, I think I just aced my biology test I took yesterday. I was so very much worried that I wasn't going to get a good grade. I wasn't afraid that I'm going to fail but that this guy that I secretly compete against would beat me out on a good grade. I have to beat him in everything. I do these things in every class so that I have incentive to pass the classes. I would waste time and money if I didn't find people to compete against.

I hate school right now. I don't want to learn anymore. I'm currently contemplating suicide - or at least faking my own death - in order to stay away from learning. I wouldn't mind it, but its just so much crap to stuff into my noggin that it hurts.

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Lost
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I recently made a purchase that was a great deal of money. I bought the first season of Lost, and having never watched one episode I had to make a decision based on how desperate I was for some good tv. I love the tele and I miss it, so I have to buy tv shows on dvd.

Anyway, this show is creepy. I have to warn people to not watch this show drunk, late in the evening and alone, because it will make you look behind your shoulder at the white wall, but what you expect instead is a monster... or your dead father standing there with his back turned.

I have to wait for season two to come out on dvd and thats going to kill me.