// List of things to kill... er, destroy. I mean, hug?

Nick found out yesterday that I was accepted to SFU, but that I still hadn't decided where I was going, so he kept repeating, "But you're going to SFU. Right? RIGHT?" Even though I clearly told him, "I don't know! I haven't decided! There's still UofA!" But it was funny and it felt nice to know that there are people who will miss me if I have to go. Especially since it was Nick. He NEVER shows any sort of affection for ANYONE! Not even Dom! ...did I say that out loud? My bad. hehe.

I've decided that I don't like people who try to do my job. Case in point: I'm the stage manager for the spring production at my school and we are currently in the middle of our ten show run. Tonight, I had the make-up artist coming up to me trying to tell me how to do my job.
1. Not to be degrading, but you're the make-up artist. Stick to that.
2. You think I don't know how to do my job? I've been slaving day in and day out for this production since NOVEMBER. You've been here since mid February.
3. I know age is nothing but a number, but you're in the 9th grade. I'm in the 12th. I'm pretty sure I've got a couple years experience on you when it comes to jobs like this.
It frustrates me when people try to go above and beyond and just end up being really annoying. I can appreciate when people help point out my mistakes, but you're not being helpful when you flutter around here and there, pretending like you're important and trying to do MY job, when really, you're just making things way too confusing and taking up too much space. Go awaaay. I hope no one here reads this and then feels bad because this is just my rant for the day. I needed to get rid of stress somehow. Oi.

Also, I have now added repetitive questions and 1000 word essays to my list of things to kill. I'm sorry I'm so bitter today. I'm trying really hard not to be!