I'm still Not Dead Yet
It's been awhile since last I updated and there is a simple reason:
I'm exhausted.
Between the play, my proffessor in School Work and Society being vehnomently opposed to the current methods of teaching and practically shoving his views down our throats while we are forced to regurgitate it, the ineffective Teaching Composition in the Classroom teacher, and the play coming up, I have no free time to do what I want, yet I still am. I need to study for my Midterm in Composition theory, or else I am screwed major league style. I'm not even going to go into work.
Not that I am complaining. I took this load, and its my own damn fault, but sometimes things just seem unfair and this is where I'm supposed to rant and rave about it. However, unlike most of the rest of those journals, I'm done with the crap and it feels better for writing it.
Gah, my 4:30 appointment is here, so I have to go. I will update with more later.
I'm exhausted.
Between the play, my proffessor in School Work and Society being vehnomently opposed to the current methods of teaching and practically shoving his views down our throats while we are forced to regurgitate it, the ineffective Teaching Composition in the Classroom teacher, and the play coming up, I have no free time to do what I want, yet I still am. I need to study for my Midterm in Composition theory, or else I am screwed major league style. I'm not even going to go into work.
Not that I am complaining. I took this load, and its my own damn fault, but sometimes things just seem unfair and this is where I'm supposed to rant and rave about it. However, unlike most of the rest of those journals, I'm done with the crap and it feels better for writing it.
Gah, my 4:30 appointment is here, so I have to go. I will update with more later.