sleepy
I haven’t slept since I woke up Sunday morning. One could guess that the first thing I would do is go to bed, but I update my lj. I am so emo. Anywho tomorrow is free cone day and I’m not looking forward to it at all especially considering the myriad of work I have due in the coming days. SO today, my Contemporary issues professor talked with me and basically asked me what he is doing wrong and why the discussion based class is not discussing anything. Natalie suggested to me that I should have told them because they are retarded, which may be the case but I was as polite as I could be and I pretty much told him that I would find a bitchen article on an issue that everyone will know about and we will sweat after discussing it so much. Leave it to me to try to be the hero of a situation. I feel bad for the guy I mean, he’s probably one of the nicest professors in the entire university and my class is basically shitting on him. He flat out told the class that the majority of them would be taking it over again, so hopefully that puts some fires in their chairs and such. Oh well, what can I do?
Tampa was great; I got three sober job offers and seven drunken ones. And it was warm and I met a lot of great people who thought I was smart and engaging, it really boosted my ego, you know, told me how awesome I am. It’s crazy is I am nowhere near as great as Natalie
Tampa was great; I got three sober job offers and seven drunken ones. And it was warm and I met a lot of great people who thought I was smart and engaging, it really boosted my ego, you know, told me how awesome I am. It’s crazy is I am nowhere near as great as Natalie