I Fired Two Warning Shots- In. To. His. Head.

Woke up at 8:00 am this morning.

I feel just slightly ill in that kind of way that makes you think if you're good and virtuous you can escape without getting a full fledged cold, but that never really works, and you just wind up feeling half sick for forever before you finally succumb.

Now they're playing some really crappy loud music and whatever stupid thing they're doing down on the soccer resulted in the Dining Halls being closed for breakfast.

I'm working on an essay for my uber-intimidating English prof (get this, he'll fail us if we have too many typos in our papers, and tells us our essays should be interesting. And also that we should have a new and unique conclusion that isn't just a restatement of our thesis.)

And then my mom calls, and I tell her I don't feel well, and I'm looking for a little sympathy and she'll all 'yeah, totally not surprised, all those late nights and early mornings,' and I'm like, I was studying! It wasn't like I was staying up for any fun reasons! Excuse the hell out of me for trying to have time to get my schoolwork done!

Cause Bitchy Never Goes Out Of Style

Gacked from carrielh:

Name any character and I'll tell you three (or more) reasons why s/he sucks.

And also, in the theme here's some awesome buffy quotage:

Cordelia: Buffy. You're really campaigning for bitch-of-the-year, aren't you?
Buffy: As defending champion, ya nervous?
Cordelia: I can hold my own.