So this weekend turned out to be the best weekend of my life. NOT!

I bet your wondering why I'm pissed right? Well here's the story.

So I've been depressed and feeling down in the dumps as of late, due to the stress of college life and a certain someone making my life hell (read past journal about commissions gone wrong). So my friends feeling worried about me basically invited me to the S.O.A.P party. Which I wasn’t going to attend, until a last minute decision made by me Vic, and Bren, at which point we went, got lost for 3 hours. When we got their we noticed Vic had lost her wallet with all her ID, money and so forth. So yah after all was said and done (searching for her wallet and the S.O.A.P party which is basically a mini con) we went home. But since Vic had no way to get home I let her bunker with me for the night. However I had forgotten one important detail, ID is necessary to sign guests in for the night. So not wanting my friend to be sleeping on the streets (because we had no way of contacting her family and vice versa) I snuck her in which I might add was not hard. So the night goes as any other night and we progress normally into Sunday. Sunday afternoon roles around and low and behold life throws me a curve-ball just to make my life even more strenuous. A fire alarm sounds at 4:00p.m and me and my friend sort of look at each other saying “Now what?” So I hand her my orgi13 jacket to where since it was the first thing I grabbed and I knew it was going to be cold out, being stupid though I forget to get a jacket for myself and ended up freezing once we got outside. Although it was like only 4ish it was already dark and thus the temperature was lower. So me and my buds met up discuss what’s going on and head to the lab to kill time. Many hours later were given updates about this being an actual fire and not some idiots joke. By this point many people were getting hungry (not me though since I instinctively stuffed my face before I left). So around 7pm they start letting people back in, however they were doing an ID check. Of course I turn to my friend swear and start pondering what to do next. After what seemed like hours (though in related it was probably only 30 minutes) of arguing and scheming I managed to get special permission to go to my room and grab my friends stuff, and my laptop in order to find a way to commune with her family. At which point we finally managed to grab food since they re-open the residence café (which was closed due to the evacuation) and sat down and began to commune with every person who might have contact with her family trying to find a way to get her home since Residence Staff were being assholes and not over looking her lack of ID due to our situation (which we had to eventually explain in full in order to get severity of our situation across). After hours of desperate communication and me arguing with the not only the Residence Staff but the Residence Manager we finally get in communication and get her a ride home. Now it pissed me off the most that the Residence would not overlook the case of lost ID (oh I should add here that the fee for overnight guests is 5$ that’s it, they wouldn’t overlooking it for a measly 5 dollars. [insert swearing here]). That and the fact that although I do not even know the person who accidently set their room on fire I sympathize with how their probably feeling right now. After all how does Residence expect the average (poor) college student to pay 1500 dollar worth of accidental damage, because I personally know that I wouldn’t be able to having only been able to get to college via a scholarship because I’m so poor. So after all was said and done and I finally managed to get back to my room around 10:30 my mom starts bombarding me with questions like where I was, what I was doing, and why I hadn’t talked to her for 3 days. So I explain to her everything that happened, and you know what she says? “Have you forgotten the reason why you’re in college to begin with?” [Insert violent swearing here] No I haven’t! I was merely trying to take a breather so I don’t jump over a bridge and kill myself, I’m here to study. I’m here to learn, I’m here to get a career. I’m not stupid I’m the one who wanted to go to college, not you. Of course I wanted to rant and swear my mouth off at my mom for getting on my back about helping a friend instead of studying myself to death, so I simply swore at her telling her I didn’t need anymore stress, and signed off. Which has now brought me here to deviant art the only place were I can rant and not feel obliged to make any particular person happy. Oh I might add though that due to the events this weekend I was unable to complete my latest assignment which I should point out is due tomorrow. If anyone else as comments about how I should be studying myself to death instead of saving a friend from sleeping on the streets of Ottawa, to which Vic is a female and as you know being a female is dangerous in a world as messed up as this. I’m sorry but I don’t want my friend getting rapped, because I let her walk home at night in Ottawa, or sleep on the streets. So save your comments, if you’re not going to be supportive. My life has been nothing but unlucky since I started college, I can make a list if you like of all the things that have gone wrong thus far that have been preventing me to hand in assignment properly. Somehow my mom believes it to be my fault that I’m getting bad grades, as if I’m not studious enough. I’m sorry I’m study my ass off I just have really bad luck, is it my fault that everyone and everything around me curses me? I would hope not because if it is I can add that to my list of all the things wrong with my life. Ok because you probably don’t care about my selfish rant I’m going to shut up now.