Question: Can she do the impossible?

Answer: Are you fucking kidding me? (Yeah that was actually a question to answer the question... screw off it's my blog.) Here's the scoop: I'm talking a summer course to make up for some classes I didn't do well in the past couple years, and to catch up. I emailed the prof about a month before class started and asked "Do I need any books for this class?", naturally so I could be prepared and order them off Amazon to have them in time (protip: Amazon is cheaper than buying books at your campus bookstore, kids.). So anyway, he emails me back and says, "No books to buy! It's all online. "See you" online later in the summer." I thought hey that's awesome. Three days before class started, however, I get an email, and lo and behold it tells us what books we need to get. Apparently he thought I meant another class. I didn't know he was teaching more than one. So here I am, ordering books, freaking the fuck out because I know they wouldn't get there for a week, at least. The books came this past week, on Monday, and I'm a week behind. Just my luck, I became very sick this past weekend and it carried on til about Wednesday, plus my job is crazy time consuming and I have had no time to really catch up the way I want. On top of that, I seem to be a slow reader. So, basically, I'm fucked. and next week, I don't have any off time at all, from about 7am to around 11.30pm I'm sitting here venting before I dive into history and temporarily lose connection with present day civilization. It doesn't help that my mom can never seem to find an ounce of sympathy, especially since this whole thing is the goddam professor's fault. This was supposed to be an easy A, a good way to boost my GPA and knock out some requirements for my major... So I'm disconnecting now, have a good weekend everyone... I know I won't be.

Did I mention it's my birthday on Sunday? -_- FML.