.... what the crap?

I.. I don't know if I should be laughing or in pain right now... through an odd fluke (or maybe not a fluke) I have ended up downloading a random Korean drama called "Love Story in Harvard" or something of the like. I... just.. well, it's certainly an interesting look at what goes on in all those other-languaged conversations at schools like this, I suppose, hehehe. I love the stereotypical evil white Professor Keynes, and I find myself especially fond of the UofC Econ major that screams like she's getting killed when she's stressed. The plot's convoluted, I've got no idea what's going on, it wasn an hour long, and it ended in a guy having a heart attack. I... I'm tempted to watch more. That, and the acting on some parts is just so spectacularly.. not-good.. and I know they must actually film in the US because all the extras are white people and you just don't find that many white people in South Korea... do you? There are... about five Koreans and the rest are all Americans (which means a good amount of English in the show, amusingly enough). It would be so awesome to land a part in a show like that. Not because it would be glorious or pay well, but because you could say that you had a part in a random Korean drama... how unusual is that?

So... now I'm torn between actually going to sleep and waiting a bit for this other thing to finish downloading (live action yet again.. this time with.. an army of kyuubi people...). It's probably going to take another half-hour, and I'm starting to think that the only way to fix my sleep schedule right now might just be to stay up, but I'm tired now so maybe I'll just get up ridiculously early. Like nine. That's still 6 hours of sleep, and it's best fro me to deprive myself of sleep now rather than later, since Thursday and Friday I've got finals. Eeep. So doomed.

What the doom?

I'm beginning to suspect that this week's unparalleled doom-ness is not really a matter of anything besides the fact that the world just sort of has it in for me. And, apparently, one of my roomies. Maybe it's contagious. Darned if I know... but I hope the world gives up soon because it's really making my life not-fun. Yeesh. Oh and yeah, now I'm sick. I think it's the stress, but great goodness world could you let up on me maybe just a little? Is this punishment for only taking three classes this quarter? Because really, I was expecting more work to do, honest. And I wrote a novel! That's something. I promise I'm not just wasting your time, world. Will you go easy on me tomorrow, at least... when I really have to face my doom and take my physics final.

P.S. World, if you're bored, why don't you make me a new LJ-layout instead? I'm bored with this one, and not good enough to do it myself. Surely that would be more entertaining than making me sick?