bloody emails

im ultimately crushed. i just realized i missed the Voice Personality Hunt audition. i hate to let opportunities slipped me even without trying!
argghhh.
it's all the stupid emails that flood my inbox. it's all the extra, attention seeking, redundant, "student's comments" that my prof forward to us. i mean it's bloody annoying that u raise your stupid hand in class already and now u want to flood my inbox with your "oh i think im so smart, i can be a law student"comments?!
this is class participation points OUTSIDE class! how smart right.

argh argh argh.
and i dont even know whether i will make it to samba masala.

only comfort of the day:

“Homer: Marge? Since I'm not talking to Lisa, would you please ask her to pass me the syrup?
Marge: Dear, please pass your father the syrup, Lisa.
Lisa: Bart, tell Dad I will only pass the syrup if it won't be used on any meat product.
Bart: You dunkin' your sausages in that syrup homeboy?
Homer: Marge, tell Bart I just want to drink a nice glass of syrup like I do every morning.
Marge: Tell him yourself, you're ignoring Lisa, not Bart.
Homer: Bart, thank your mother for pointing that out.
Marge: Homer, you're not not-talking to me and secondly I heard what you said.
Homer: Lisa, tell your mother to get off my case.
Bart: Uhhh, dad, Lisa's the one you're not talking to.
Homer: Bart, go to your room.”

-Bart Simpson