Kill me, Billy!

I had always assumed that the "finals week" nonsense I heard about was referencing stresses caused by deadlines and tests. I guess it could change, as there is a week and a half left, but so far, my distractions have not been related to my studies. My car shat in my lap Saturday, the day before my sister arrived. Instead of doing what I wanted, I waited for a tow truck. Later found out that the repairs would be costing me right around fifteen hundred shmollars. My rental car, which I was told repeatedly to just rent for the one day and extend it if I needed to, was a 2012 Altima. That was very nice. Upon returning the car, after having extended the rental, I learned that the $25/day rate was only for the weekend. During the week it is $76/day. Two-hundred and change for about two and a half days. By now, my butt is getting pretty darn sore. Had I known, I would have found a tandem bicycle to rent instead. Them yesterday after class, during which I got stuck with douchebag mike at dinner, Craig told me that GRA Abishek said that the drywall patch that has been here longer than any of us, qualifies as damage to the room and we will be charged if we didn't paint it for them. Silly me, I think that they should apologize for making us look at it all year. I totally understand why someone might have punched a hole in the wall in the first place, but I am taking the cheaper, less healthy route, and internalizing my rage. All of this is happening right before the ICC tryout Friday. Very distracting stuff, but it will all be over soon, right? This place and the inept half of the people who work here can all suck my butt, I've got stuff to handle.