If I have to eat peanut butter crackers for one more meal I might scream. Being poor sucks ass so bad. And while I am saying what sucks:
1. Studying theories of psychology while you are what we call "unfinished business". I seems all the theories are talking about me.

2. A question on an exam about "issuses in your own life that might hinder you in practice and explain" and not being able to think of anything so having to write down "working with rape victims".

3. Ramen noodles when you open then and there is no flavor packet.

4. The fact that I don't have a midget. DAMMIT.

5. Melanie being in the same state as me and me not being able to see her til tomorrow night.