Sometimes I hate my life – RANT

I am just so frustrated right now. It seems like absolutely everything is out to get me.

Philosophy: The class is fine. Difficult, but fine. I have an essay due Thursday that I’m stressing out about because I have so little time to do it, but other than that…
It’s the fucking bookstore that has me pissed. When I switched into the class, all the textbooks were sold out. “Okay, well we’re ordering more in,” the bookstore lady told me. Great, so I’ve been checking every day for the book to come in, but it’s still not in. I go in today to ask when they were coming in, and guess what? “Oh, it’s not on order.” So I waited TWO FUCKING WEEKS for nothing? Thanks bookstore. So now I’ve ’special ordered’ it, and it’ll take a WEEK AND A HALF minimum to come in. And I have to prepay. Fucking moneygrabbers. In the meantime, I’m supposed to have up to Chapter 5 read, and I have no textbook.

Anthropology: Okay, so we get to do this cool project, where we get to make up our own language (within guidelines, of course). So I make up 20+ words within a neat little system I invented and everything, and I send it off to my group members. What do I get back? An email saying, “It’s great you’re so enthusiastic, but we should wait to do anything for when we’re all together as a group so we can assign stuff.”
Um… okay? No “gee, thanks, you’re doing all the work for us,” or “good job, let’s work off what you’ve started on,” or even, “well I made some stuff too, let’s compare/collude to make something even better?” No. Basically just an ungrateful “STFU, we don’t care and we’re going to do nothing and hinder you from doing anything so you fail this project.”
I hate group projects.

Spanish: Where do I start? I’m really starting to hate this class. She goes fifty thousand miles a minute and expects us to understand her. Our textbook is useless – we can’t understand a word in it, so one 10 question exercise takes a fucking hour to do because we have to look up every to every other word in a dictionary to find out just what the question is asking. Read: answering the question isn’t hard once you know what it’s asking, but translating the question takes for-fucking-ever. Same with that stupid workbook. I didn’t even bother with the lab exercises – I just coped out the answers from the answer key online. I don’t even care. We have a test tomorrow, and I’m pretty sure I’m going to do lousy on it, despite the hours I spent on the workbook today. It’s that useless.
Speaking of useless: we still haven’t gone over basic question words (I have to keep looking them up) or little grammatical words like “of,” “at,” “with,” and stuff like that. Missing those words makes reading sentences really difficult. Learning Spanish is just not fun at all right now.

English – Spenser: Essay due next Thursday. I haven’t even begun to think about it. Need I say more? At least the class and subject matter is decent.

History of English – I honestly haven’t thought about this class at all. I have a test next Wednesday, but I don’t even have time to think about that. Hopefully it’ll be easy.

So, see how wonderfully school is treating me right now? Add miscellaneous other crap on top of it (and there’s enough of it) and my life just fucking peachy right now. I am sick and tired of feeling sick and tired, and I just want ONE FUCKING DAY without a stomach ache. Hell, I’ll even take a fucking hour without one.