Why I hate Alcohol .. waking up from a nightmare.

I am still in recovery mode at this point. I have never felt this depressed from working ever. I will begin explaining the story from last Tuesday or Monday.

I am taking a class that is pretty much a group project. Hence that is where the mistake began. I don’t think well when I choose courses for learning purposes. So I blame my self for that.

So the project was split to 2 parts. Those working on the backend and those working on the front end. So I was obviously working on the front end because I am a graphic designer and I know how to code GUI’s like knowing how to speak!

The GUI was done last week. As in 7 days ago! All weekend long I have been begging the person who is in charge of the most important part of the project that gets the GUI and the backend talking and he was not available and refused to come to the lab to work on it. On Monday he realized his plans did not work around 6 pm and he had to write things from scratch! So writing the code and testing it too all day Tuesday.. and on Wednesday it didn’t work properly. So most of my group didn’t show up till 1 pm .. that guy didn’t show up till 5 pm that day because he was drunk. So we kept trying to integrate slowly.. and we were fixing the problems as we went along.. so Tuesday.. the guys did not show up till maybe 12 pm. And it was technically due at 5 pm. Nothing.. around 3 pm they said.. we can’t get this done.. we need to hand it in late. I was like fine. 10% off won’t kill me. So one of the guys stayed all night long till 10 am the next day till he gave up and went home. His version technically worked fine. The problem was the other guy who was supposed to finalize everything. He came in yesterday and I kept calling him all morning till he finally answered around 12:30 and said.. I am coming coming.. so he did.. he showed up stoned. He was beyond high and he is alcoholic anyways yet he is a genius who knows too much but cannot function. He was on ecstasy drugs.. don’t even ask me how the hell people get that shit.. so he was out of it from 1 pm till 4 pm when we finally wanted to check things.. and everything just BROKE! I panicked obviously and didn’t know what to do.. one guy who was working all night was home sleeping.. I had a drug addict who didn’t give a shit at that point.. and a French exchange student who just tried to help but it was too late. I just freaken lost it. We handed it anyways.. then went home and emailed the prof complaining.. I complain a lot! lol So I did that.. and I tried all night to fix it.. no use.. and I am trying now.. but I pretty much gave up.. who cares.. !

So last night I felt like I was on drugs.. high.. even my brother this morning asked me if I was on drugs cause I look so dead! Because I am so pissed I couldn’t cry from the pain!! It’s painful! I don’t think I want to code anything ever again!

So in conclusion.. I don’t complain about alcohol for religious reasons.. I don’t care about these things.. I complain and HATE it cause it fucken effects me and RUINS everything!! I am so sick of it.. I swear if anyone drinks alcohol or anything near me again I will seriously scream. I HAD enough.. I am so sick of this nightmare I have been living!!

I don’t even want to begin explaining my work environment.. maybe I am gonna be screwed over by Monday for sure!!

They said what?, Whatever!