Nov 16, 2004 18:59
I can register for classes tomorrow and it just leaves me with all sorts of confused thoughts. Part of me says, "Kelly, take the classes that are only required by UWF because you're staying here." Then there's that little voice in the back of my head that says I don't want to do that, because I may not stay here and I should just take general psych classes that will transfer somewhere else. I don't know what to do honestly. Over the past 3 months, I've convinced myself that this is all going to work out and I'm just going to get it done and get out. I mean I still kind of think that...kind of.
I just don't know. I mean I just don't know. I just don't know. I just don't know. I just don't know. I don't know. I really don't know. I'm confused. I'm mad at myself for even getting into this situation, but I've tried to make the best of it, which might be a bit of a lie considering I totally cut myself off from most people after about a month because I honestly thought next semester somehow I would be in this magic place called happiness where all my professors are wonderful and all the people I meet don't want to sleep with me or just party party party! But yet, I'm sitting here with only 17 days left of classes and another semester looming over me like a dark cloud. asdfghjkl;
I'm probably just going to register for general psych classes that can transfer, so that way if I do want out, I won't have wasted my time on classes I didn't need. *sigh* Why can't I just make up my damn mind? ha. ha. ha. :-/ damnit.
In other news, I have a health psych test in 24 hours that I haven't even begun to study for because I really want to regret my life or something?!!! I'm kidding. I just HATE that class with a firey passion and I don't want to study. I will though. After I do pilates and take a shower and watch tv for 300 hours...Then I'll study. :-)
My Social Psych teacher looked especially adorable today with his green sweater. *sigh* :-D
When I was cleaning out my room last weekend I ended up looking through my yearbooks. I discovered two things:
1)I never called ANY of the people who left thier phones numbers, nor did I e-mail anybody that left thier e-mail addys, etc etc
2)My junior year, I had 3 people sign my yearbook saying something along the lines of, "I really liked having a class with you, but I think you hated me." (including someone I really like now so that kind of hurt to read that.)
It made me sad. I wish I had been nicer sometimes to people.
But anyways, test. study. now. kelly. go. now. ok. study. now.