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FUCKINGGODDAMNITWHATTHEHELLIHATEYOUWHATTHEFUCKSERIOUSLYOHMYGODFUCKINGDAMNITTOHELL!!!!!  >__<;;;

Would you please just fucking PICK A FUCKING PROVIDER so I can get my goddamned phone!   What the fuck is with this whole "No, maybe we'll switch to Cingular" shit you're pulling on me?  You fucking told me you were gonna stick with Verizon because it was easier.

I am NOT going another week without a phone.  FUCKINGGODDAMNIT.

And I can't even call them to complain.  BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE A FUCKING PHONE.

God, can life get any better?  I can't wait to see what you throw at me next.

Oh, yeah, did I fail to mention that my headphones broke on top of it all?  Fucking WONDERFUL, life, isn't it?

'Scuse me while I go violently do something violent.

Okay.  So. 

My phone is demolished.  I don't get a new one until at earliest, Monday, the 19th.  And even then, I might not get one right away.  Fantastic.

I have an ass-load of homework.  I have a paper to write by tomorrow, I need to keep reviewing for my midterm in Evo, I need to figure out how I'm gonna draw the first page of my novella and draw it.  I need to get that Japanese homework done.

I should do laundry.  I'm running out of clothes.  >_<

I need to get a job.  I have $644.01 worth of credit card debt and only $180 in my savings account.  I'm financially fucked.

I should stop pondering things that don't require my pondering.

Tomorrow is Valentine's Day.  Damn that I have classes.  And a roommate.  Otherwise, I'd be curled up in my bed all day, ignoring the outside world and wishing bad luck upon most couples.

But it's okay because I love Satoshi.  And Patrick.  And the rest of Fall Out Boy.  And Kyle Mann Combo.

Oh, and I love Tomo most of all.  He's my savior.

Long live the car crash hearts!

私のけいたいは broken です。

So, don't bother calling me.  I won't be able to answer.  >_<;;