Mainly because life sucks in general. I mean really. Not only was I not able to find the knowhow to finish a Computer Science project completely, I also went to a crappy party, couldn't get wasted to save my life, pulled an ultimate dweeb move, spent nearly eighteen hours in front of a computer screen with nothing to show but bloodshot eyes and an allergy to sunlight, my watch broke, my computer doesn't work right, my dog died, my car got stolen, my cable's out, my friends cheated on my cat... What the hell? ok, so the last four things never really happened, and I'm only slightly allergic to sunlight, but life still sucks.
Mood lighting please? Thank you...
Well, it all started friday night, when I decided that the computer science homework just wasn't that hard. I finished about half of it, and I went and watched Caddyshack. (damn good movie) I woke up at nine the next morning, got a power breakfast of a doughnut and a gatorade, and proceeded to have my mind raped by the advanced data structure called a stack. It's not that a stack is a difficult thing to understand. Everyone understands how stacks work. LIFO is the freakin easiest thing in the world. It was just that the algorithm behind calculators is beyond me. Isn't that why I bought a hundred dollar calculator in the first place? I believe that was my reasoning originally, "I'll buy this TI-83 so I never have to worry about sitting down at my computer, bustin' out a can of C++ and programming out a complicated algebra rules followin' app to do my homework with." or something like that.
Anyway, to make matters worse, I had kindof promised the girl I'm trying to date that I'd help her with her computer, but in my frustration (and with my lack of her phone number) I forgot about most things besides slamming my head into the keyboard at a high rate of speed and trying to compile the resulting input. Needless to say, I don't think I scored any points... well, she's still talking to me, that's a good sign I guess... Anyhoo, that's not the worst of it. I was sitting at my computer cursing the person who invented infinite loops, when I see that my watch is an hour behind... Thinking I must have accidentally reset it, I click the set button, and my watch lets off a beep that doesn't end. It's one of those eardrum shattering beeps that won't stop. So I hit it a few times, I hit it against my desk, I throw it on the floor, and I finally decide to go out and ask my neighbors for a really small screwdriver to remove the battery with. No sooner had I stepped out the door, when SHE shows up. So I'm standing there, with what sounds like a bomb strapped to my arm. With the woman of my dreams outside my door, looking at me with this odd smile on her face, like she's not sure whether she should run or laugh her ass off at me. I was so embarrassed I couldn't even find a hole to curl up and die in.
So later that evening, another of my friends came up to me and said "You're going to a party with me." Being a non-fun person usually, I objected, but when I thought about it, my mind came up with "What the hell, you can't die from having a little fun. Well, I guess you could, but then at least you'd die having fun." So I agreed to go to the party. It was fun, but not a whole lot. You can tell the party's not that great when everyone says "Hey, SMiH is actually at a party!" Oh, and by the way, RubyRed Squirt is not a substitute for orange juice...
Anyway, I guess that sums up just how bad my weekend was... here's to next week being a whole lot more fun when I go home. (Ah, who am I kidding... It won't be much better than this, and it won't be half as exciting...)
This is SMiH(I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?) signing off.