suspiciously inauspicious

I got to Mississauga on the 21st, a monday. I started work that night at 9pm at my old summer job. When my dad picked me up from the GO station to drop me off to work, we had only 30 minutes to get there. Half2way through, and about 500 metresaway from a gas station, the car ran out of fuel. My dad didn't have his gas canister on him, it was also freezing rain at the time and I, the lucky chum that I am, had to push the car all the way to the gas station, just to be late for work. A warm welcome home indeed. My dad drives a Dodge Minivan by the way.

I went back to work, which was arrite. I was itching to get out of there for the last two days. I had to work both X-mas eve and New Year's eve, which sucked bollocks. X-mas I wasn't as mad abt cuz I really have no affiliation with it, but I would have liked to have rung in the new year in any way except beign at work and toasting gingerale. Happy new year by the way.

The worst thing about work is that even though i worked shifts from two different pay weeks, I won't see the money for another week or so, which sucks too cuz I need the money now. The bursary page hasn't updated either, so I have no clue on thatf front. My marks aren't up, which also sucks cuz I have to clue how I did last semester and more to the point, how well I need to do this semester. Oh, and I'm registered for one course, but not sectioned. What the fuck does that mean?

2005 is off to a start and I am as confused as ever. Don't know where I'm going, have no idea what route to take to wherever it is that I am going; need to figure all this out by February, at the latest.

the stress is already on...