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So my first official week at Edison is over. All in all it didn't go badly. Math has already proved to be difficult. I had to seek tutoring after the first class and have already signed up for weekly tutoring sessions. The Music Appreciation course shouldn't be hard at all. Although it's supposed to be a writing intensive course and I was looking forward to that aspect of it... it's really not. No papers. No homework. 4 tests and the final. That's it. So as long as I study the musical terms (which a lot of them I remember strangely from 7th grade strings orchestra class lol) I should be okay for the first test and all the others will be on the history or classical music, which I'll probably find very interesting and have no problem remembering. My prof even told us last night that the book isn't even required, it's only recommended, so I went ahead and returned it today and got a full refund back which is awesome cos I can use that money to pay for my math book. So at least that class won't give me trouble. Which allows me to spend the majority of my time studying my math. And I'll really need to because this shit is not going to be easy.
And I have a ton of pet sitting jobs coming up too. One starts Friday, a possible next week, possibly one or two in September and one in October and December. It wont be easy finagling all this in between working both jobs, going to class, tutoring sessions and studying in my down time but really it will keep me focused and keep my mind off other things I shouldn't be thinking about right now. Being occupied has always been a thing of mine so... that's what I'm doing. I have created a very hectic semester for myself but I should be alright. Not that I do well under pressure but I do well when I don't have so much time to myself to think about pointless things.
The kittens are 7 weeks old now... I'm starting to get upset about this but there is nothing to be done. They go to their new homes a week from today. Hopefully. If their new homes pan out. I'm trying to pull myself away from them as much as possible but the little buggers wont let me. They're really attached to me, which in a way is a good thing. It shows I've shown them a lot of attention and made them into good, loving kittens. But giving them up is not going to be easy. I've never had to do that before. We kept the last litter. And the kittens I bottle fed died before I was faced with the opportunity to give them away. This will be a first and a very hard one but I'm trying to find homes that I know will be excellent and who will bring them to Viscaya so I can see them. I know I shouldn't keep the torti. I should find her the best home. I should probably find Daphne a home too but I can't. I just can't part with them. It'll tear me up. It's silly, really. I have 18 other cats to play with. But there are always ones that are more special than the others. Not all 18 are mine. In actuality, only 2 are. Ugh. Next week will come way too fast for me... I'm not looking forward to it at all.
Oh! I talked to Kenny on Sunday lol. We had been playing phone tag since last Wednesday night when I was at the AI concert and we finally hooked up on Sunday night. He's doing good. Still saying he'd love to get together. He works every day though so that's not going to be easy to coordinate. Especially with the already crazy schedule I have made out for myself. He said he sometimes has a Monday or Tuesday off so... who knows? We had one date 5 months ago so the chances of us actually getting together again are probably very slim but it gives me hope and makes me feel a little better about myself. It was nice to hear from him at least. Nice that he was thinking about me and gave me a call.
Aight before I get myself too worked up I'm outta here.
And I have a ton of pet sitting jobs coming up too. One starts Friday, a possible next week, possibly one or two in September and one in October and December. It wont be easy finagling all this in between working both jobs, going to class, tutoring sessions and studying in my down time but really it will keep me focused and keep my mind off other things I shouldn't be thinking about right now. Being occupied has always been a thing of mine so... that's what I'm doing. I have created a very hectic semester for myself but I should be alright. Not that I do well under pressure but I do well when I don't have so much time to myself to think about pointless things.
The kittens are 7 weeks old now... I'm starting to get upset about this but there is nothing to be done. They go to their new homes a week from today. Hopefully. If their new homes pan out. I'm trying to pull myself away from them as much as possible but the little buggers wont let me. They're really attached to me, which in a way is a good thing. It shows I've shown them a lot of attention and made them into good, loving kittens. But giving them up is not going to be easy. I've never had to do that before. We kept the last litter. And the kittens I bottle fed died before I was faced with the opportunity to give them away. This will be a first and a very hard one but I'm trying to find homes that I know will be excellent and who will bring them to Viscaya so I can see them. I know I shouldn't keep the torti. I should find her the best home. I should probably find Daphne a home too but I can't. I just can't part with them. It'll tear me up. It's silly, really. I have 18 other cats to play with. But there are always ones that are more special than the others. Not all 18 are mine. In actuality, only 2 are. Ugh. Next week will come way too fast for me... I'm not looking forward to it at all.
Oh! I talked to Kenny on Sunday lol. We had been playing phone tag since last Wednesday night when I was at the AI concert and we finally hooked up on Sunday night. He's doing good. Still saying he'd love to get together. He works every day though so that's not going to be easy to coordinate. Especially with the already crazy schedule I have made out for myself. He said he sometimes has a Monday or Tuesday off so... who knows? We had one date 5 months ago so the chances of us actually getting together again are probably very slim but it gives me hope and makes me feel a little better about myself. It was nice to hear from him at least. Nice that he was thinking about me and gave me a call.
Aight before I get myself too worked up I'm outta here.