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Congratulations, President Obama!
I am so amazingly happy to have this man in office. I believe that if he keeps all of his promises and works hard at all of the goals he's set, with our citizens' support, we just may have the U.S. back on it's feet. Granted, it's going to take a lot to recover from being dragged through the mud for the last eight years, but I'm going to stay optimistic. I wish President Obama all the best.
In Angela-related news, today I have to go to the school and figure out what the hell I'm doing for the next semester, which starts tomorrow. Since my Adviser, Lisa (who has been the only really helpful person at the school when it comes to those lovely little Oh-God-what-the-hell-do-I-do-now moments) is on Sabbatical, I can't go to her for help, and I need someone to sign papers saying that I can take a certain math course. Which I'll only need if I absolutely can't get a waiver. Which I also have to get while I'm there. And I wanted to go in to get my waiver and talk to someone with Mom there with me, but she's at work. So I'll have to figure things out by myself.
Well at least Dave is going to the school as well, because he has a work study thing to do, so maybe he can help me figure out who to talk to.
I've been panicking about this semester since last semester ended. I know that what ever happens, it's not the end of the world. I'll figure something out by the end of the day. But I still can't help feeling this anxiety and nervousness nagging at me.
I am so amazingly happy to have this man in office. I believe that if he keeps all of his promises and works hard at all of the goals he's set, with our citizens' support, we just may have the U.S. back on it's feet. Granted, it's going to take a lot to recover from being dragged through the mud for the last eight years, but I'm going to stay optimistic. I wish President Obama all the best.
In Angela-related news, today I have to go to the school and figure out what the hell I'm doing for the next semester, which starts tomorrow. Since my Adviser, Lisa (who has been the only really helpful person at the school when it comes to those lovely little Oh-God-what-the-hell-do-I-do-now moments) is on Sabbatical, I can't go to her for help, and I need someone to sign papers saying that I can take a certain math course. Which I'll only need if I absolutely can't get a waiver. Which I also have to get while I'm there. And I wanted to go in to get my waiver and talk to someone with Mom there with me, but she's at work. So I'll have to figure things out by myself.
Well at least Dave is going to the school as well, because he has a work study thing to do, so maybe he can help me figure out who to talk to.
I've been panicking about this semester since last semester ended. I know that what ever happens, it's not the end of the world. I'll figure something out by the end of the day. But I still can't help feeling this anxiety and nervousness nagging at me.