I think I'm crazy baby.
Tomorrow I'm leaving for a vacation. We're going to the mountains in Northern Georgia and maybe Atlanta and whatnot. We'll see. It was all planned at the last minute. But we're definately going tubing, which means I should have some sort of color on my skin when I get back....whether it be 'burnt like hell' red or 'white, but not as white as I used to be' tan. Should be interesting.
I'm just looking forward to not having to be HERE with all my problems. Although I'm sure all weekend will be spent worrying about them and thinking about them and talking about them and crying about them...haha. I'm kidding. I'm determined to try and erase everything that is HERE from my mind for the next 4 days.
I registered for classes...I found myself more and more interested in the health classes than the psych when I was looking at classes, so I figured why the hell not get both degrees. Yeah...As in, I'll have a B.A. in Psych and a B.S. in Health Education. Then I will move on for my masters in Education and my masters in Psycho-Social Health. Yes. Then I will do something with my life.
It may seem crazy to try and attain both degrees, but UWF's psych program isn't as demanding as others as far as classes are concerned and I still want to work with obesity and I think getting a health degree would help a lot more than a psych. But then I can still teach Psych if I wanted to, you know? This is all really confusing I'm sure.
But anyways, when I get back from my vacation, the next day(Wednesday) will be attempt number 3 in finding a place to live in Pensacola. I'm beginning to believe that I'm going to have to live far away from the school which fucking blows, but I'll live. My classes are set up so they are pretty close together so I would probably only have to make one trip up there each day. Whatever. We'll see. All the people looking for roommates seem to be 25 (or older) year old guys and I just don't want to live with a guy that is 25. I wouldn't want to live with any guy that I don't know. Period.
I got all A's for the summer semester. I was surprised. I didn't think I did that well. Oh well, it made my day yesterday....for about 10 minutes. Then I had to go to work. haha.
I talked myself out of getting my tattoo, but today I think I'm going to go get it. What the hell, you know? It's just a body. It's not like I'm putting someone's life in danger by putting a tiny drawing on my skin. It's not even going to be somewhere that most people can see. *wink wink* I'm kidding. It's...well...nevermind. haha
Yeah. I think I'm gonna do it...maybe...we'll see.
I'm just looking forward to not having to be HERE with all my problems. Although I'm sure all weekend will be spent worrying about them and thinking about them and talking about them and crying about them...haha. I'm kidding. I'm determined to try and erase everything that is HERE from my mind for the next 4 days.
I registered for classes...I found myself more and more interested in the health classes than the psych when I was looking at classes, so I figured why the hell not get both degrees. Yeah...As in, I'll have a B.A. in Psych and a B.S. in Health Education. Then I will move on for my masters in Education and my masters in Psycho-Social Health. Yes. Then I will do something with my life.
It may seem crazy to try and attain both degrees, but UWF's psych program isn't as demanding as others as far as classes are concerned and I still want to work with obesity and I think getting a health degree would help a lot more than a psych. But then I can still teach Psych if I wanted to, you know? This is all really confusing I'm sure.
But anyways, when I get back from my vacation, the next day(Wednesday) will be attempt number 3 in finding a place to live in Pensacola. I'm beginning to believe that I'm going to have to live far away from the school which fucking blows, but I'll live. My classes are set up so they are pretty close together so I would probably only have to make one trip up there each day. Whatever. We'll see. All the people looking for roommates seem to be 25 (or older) year old guys and I just don't want to live with a guy that is 25. I wouldn't want to live with any guy that I don't know. Period.
I got all A's for the summer semester. I was surprised. I didn't think I did that well. Oh well, it made my day yesterday....for about 10 minutes. Then I had to go to work. haha.
I talked myself out of getting my tattoo, but today I think I'm going to go get it. What the hell, you know? It's just a body. It's not like I'm putting someone's life in danger by putting a tiny drawing on my skin. It's not even going to be somewhere that most people can see. *wink wink* I'm kidding. It's...well...nevermind. haha
Yeah. I think I'm gonna do it...maybe...we'll see.