Went to the university today but I couldn’t get the papers my mother needed so I have to go back Thursday. I got the coupons for the books for this semester though so I just have to go searching for them all over town. At least there is no rush, I have till June 16. That’s when the exams start. The exams. Hmm. Haven’t thought about that much yet. Sucks, but I don’t really feel like studying. It’s frustrating, cause I don’t know if it’s the subject or my own stupidity and laziness. Either way, I’m fucked. Big time. Gods. I’m such a loser.
I just had a fight with my sorry excuse of a sister. Ms Bitch of the Century and Proud of It threw a fit over coming into my room (which sadly houses her computer along with my laptop) and finding out I had shut down her computer. It’s 9pm and she left it open when she left at 16:30. I mean, the buzzing was driving me up the wall. There’s all sorts of radiation coming off that thing, and its right next to my bed so give me a break here. She started screaming that she FORBIDS me to touch her computer again, or she will use my laptop. I pointed out my laptop has a password she doesn’t know, so she said she’ll just destroy it. I pointed out dad would put her in an early grave, so she said she would just rip off the internet equipment and that’s that. I said fuck you if you do, fuck you if you don’t.
Queen Bitch said we’ll see.
She sat down for about 10 minutes, and then got up and left to go sit in her room. She’s on the phone, and let me tell you, I bet she’s just doing this to prove a point or something, that I haven’t got the balls to shut it down again, but FUCK HER if she thinks she’ll win this power struggle or whatever. I’m not touching a thing I’ll just close down every fucking program she has running and play dumb when she comes back.
Gods, you’d think with all the fuss she’s making, she needs the pc to plan world domination; she just talks to her friends and boyfriend all day. Which she can do over the phone.
On a lighter note, since i went all the way downtown I figured I might as well check out a couple of stores. There's this nice big bookstore that opened recently across from the house of parliament, it’s called Public. It’s more of a department store(?) now that I think about it, it’s got electronics and stuff too, and cds. Anyways, I bought Persepolis by Marjane Satrapi, it’s a comic book slash memoir about her life in post Islamic revolution Iran. There’s a film too, came out earlier this year. Whatever. AND I got a book by Zadie Smith, it was shortlisted for the Booker prize 2005, it’s called “On Beauty”. Haven’t had a chance to start it yet. I considered “The reluctant fundamentalist” for a while there because a) it’s got a friggin’ awesome title, b) summary sounded rather exciting and c) you read books like that and you get intellectual bragging rights and piss off everyone you know while giving them an inferiority complex. Eventually I just let it go cause I had seen it in my local bookstore 7$ cheaper.
When joy comes
I’ll hide it firmly in my hands
Secretly
So it can’t be lost again
I just roughly translated lyrics from a greek song Queen Bitch (yeah, still not over that) had on just now. It’s called “Our Sorrow [is a] Celebration”. Before that it was the new Britney Spears.
mood: depressed and annoyed 
soundtrack: "Staring at the sun" , U2 ("I'm really great but there's something missing...")
