AHHH I FUCKING HATE MY LIFFEE RIGHT NOW

So.... Mason Gross Orientation is on Monday. It's Friday. Our brochures aren't arriving until Monday afternoon. FUCK MY LIFE. Seriously. I designed them in June, applied for a cash advance in JULY and ordered them a week ago with 1 day turn around and 2 day shipping. They're still not going to get here in time. UPS FUCKING SUCKS. I was on the phone with them all morning, trying to figure out some way to get them before Monday. I was like... I will drive fucking 5 hours to get this shit, just tell me where to go. There's nothing they can do. That seems like a bunch of BULL SHIT.

...I went to Staples and they fixed EVERYTHING. But, they're going to be black and white printed on red paper. Whatever.

Now, I have to work the rest of orientation. Figure out give-aways, un-freeze our account, upload the rest of the minutes and agendas from last year, create an audition page, and update the front .index page before I loose my fucking mind.

I think we're going to do a "harmless" ice breaker, and possibly have a performance from an a cappella group/the juggling club. Sidewalk chalk might also happen. who knows?!

What about give-aways that are baloons? and they have to pop them to get the candy that's inside? is that a good idea? blaarrghh.

i hate my liiiffeeee. It doesn't help that Matt is being an UBER bitch lately. I say one thing to him and it becomes this super fight. I just can't deal with it anymore. Everytime I see him he just bitches about a thousand things, I listen and offer him advice and he blows up at me for it.

I'm not talking to him anymore. We're fucking done.