Die, Asswipe, Die!
I'm in excrutiating pain. And not just from walking around campus all day in heels. Oh no. I wish it was that simple. Things never go according to plans in KU, or Kuwait, for that matter.
I was at the registration hall from around 8 this morning. I took a number and waited patiently. By 8:10 my patience had worn dangerously thin. I was on the brink of a nervous breakdown. I was struggling to hold back my tears. They refused to let me in! Dr Jamal denied he had even seen my face! He claimed that it was my fault for not showing up yesterday! The audacity! So by 10 I just gave up and marched right in. I was up in everyones face. Sparks were flying out of everyones eyes. Even the freshmen were looking at me like I was mad. They backed off away from me like I was contagious. If I had a gun I would've shot everyone and then turned the gun on myself. Having a red hot poker up my ass wouldn't have been half as painful as the torment I went through today. I can't even remember how many times I walked from the registration hall, up to Abdullah Al-Otaibi building and back. At the end I just gave up, walked out of the hall and puked on the grass, much to everyones delight. How they love to see some action and some drama. How they enjoyed seeing my misery and marvelling at it. What a sadistic, sick pleasure they seemed to get from seeing me crack. Give me a break!
They didn't even have mercy on me or take pity when they saw how many credits I had passed. 142 credits! Even I was amazed! 18 credits over what was required for me to graduate! And still they refused to let me register! I'm taking my ammo with me tomorrow that's it. They brought it onto themselves. No one's to blame except them.
Someone please put me out of my misery.
I was at the registration hall from around 8 this morning. I took a number and waited patiently. By 8:10 my patience had worn dangerously thin. I was on the brink of a nervous breakdown. I was struggling to hold back my tears. They refused to let me in! Dr Jamal denied he had even seen my face! He claimed that it was my fault for not showing up yesterday! The audacity! So by 10 I just gave up and marched right in. I was up in everyones face. Sparks were flying out of everyones eyes. Even the freshmen were looking at me like I was mad. They backed off away from me like I was contagious. If I had a gun I would've shot everyone and then turned the gun on myself. Having a red hot poker up my ass wouldn't have been half as painful as the torment I went through today. I can't even remember how many times I walked from the registration hall, up to Abdullah Al-Otaibi building and back. At the end I just gave up, walked out of the hall and puked on the grass, much to everyones delight. How they love to see some action and some drama. How they enjoyed seeing my misery and marvelling at it. What a sadistic, sick pleasure they seemed to get from seeing me crack. Give me a break!
They didn't even have mercy on me or take pity when they saw how many credits I had passed. 142 credits! Even I was amazed! 18 credits over what was required for me to graduate! And still they refused to let me register! I'm taking my ammo with me tomorrow that's it. They brought it onto themselves. No one's to blame except them.
Someone please put me out of my misery.
posted by Extinct Dodo at 11:55 AM
7 Comments:
anonymous.. what happened to your blog ID? anyways, its about time you came back here and paid my blog a visit.. missed reading your comments babe!
i dont usually wear heels, im a thongs/sandals/slippers person, but im stuck with boots during 'winter'. even the tiniest heels kill. i got sneakers but i hate the way they dig into my ankles..
registration blues huh? i've been suffering for the past 3 days and they still dont want to do anything about my problem.. im seriously suffering. by the time i gratuate (heaven forbid they actually allow me to LOL) i'd be diabetic, i'd have heart disease, blood pressure issues, schizophrenia, and God knows what else. i've been struggling with our corrupt institution since 2001, so when i say i've been through a lot of shit here, you know im not exaggerating. i've got my fingers crossed that i'll actually graduate without killing anyone.. lets hope they dont force me into doing something stupid.
Come back to my blog gurl, you hear?!
mmm e7em ahlan bloggers? whatever the hell u call urself
i dont know what this "blog" thing is it kinda sounds/or has something connected to "barf" madre laish :) about life in KU or Kuwait for that matter 3ade just accept where u are cuz i do so myself.. lazem enhajer ana ma3ach "baq baq" :P enro7 amsterdam or something loool then we could DO WHATEVER THE FUCK WE WANT AND HALLUCINATE MUMBO JUMBO CRAP AND FEEL LIKE WER BIG EXECUTIVES OR THE PRESIDENTS OF PAKISTAN looooooooool dunno why i said that bs i felt like it :) cheers
Welcomoo i3zooby :x ahlan ahlan.. you know im still mad at you for going to dubai and not taking me along with you :( khayes..
hallucinate mumbo jumbo haa :P you know how i love that nasty shit loooooool. and about doing whatever the fuck we want, you know i only have one thing in mind.. stop playing hard to get and just give it to me NOW ya shagool :P LOOOOOOOL quit horsing around and show me the goods :P
Dodo, to say truth I don`t understand.
What a system do you have?
Hmmm... strange. Really strange:-/
Explain please, if you don`t mind.
I understand only one thing:
yes, we can go together to that "looney bin". But hey, I have the friend, who can join us. So we will have more presents... For example, we will have more strait-jackets... & they will let us to choose the colour we want :P
& about Rushdi`s "Satanic verses", friend, we don`t have it at all. & internet will not help. The translated text was sealed up & gone away from country. Aaa... the philologist in me is crying :-/
But God with it...
Don`t be upset, Dodo.
Just be strong & continue YOUR way!
My best wishes ;-)
sever.. i guess im just over-reacting and being a drama queen probably.. i tend to blow things out of proportion for some reason.
actually im not upset about it anymore right now.. i've calmed down lol.. i always manage to survive at the end, so im sure this is just another one of those obstacles that'll evaporate soon enough. at the time though, things were getting to me. im feeling much better now thank you :D
but tomorrow the vicious cycle is gonna start all over again. i can honestly say that i could taste blood this morning LOL, im hoping i dont literally do it tomorrow:P
my mood swings are getting out of hand LOOOOOL bear with me folks :P
ich bin sehr gute.. wilkommen zum meine blog! actually, Nasser Al-Ganoor is PRECISELY my problem... i've been forced to register not one, but THREE classes with him this semester. Dr. Abdul-Aziz was telling me to "ar'9a bil mawjood and just take it like a man" loooooooooool... if i dont fix my schedule by the end of this week, ill just kiss goodbye any hope of ever graduating. now you know how bad it is :(
Ah yes Sundus the orange faced lucifer.. LOL no comment.
hani USED to be 7abeeb.. somethings got awefully spoilt. he's turned into sour milk for some reason
mneera is just satans whore. end of discussion. shes even worse than Ganoor... i cant stand the way she walks, the way she talks, the way she dresses, the way she 'teaches', hech the way she frigging breathes. i hope she rots in hell where she belongs. bitch!
who's darweesh?!
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