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Huge freaking surprise, I know.
Tuesday I went to my US History of 1914-1945 class and wow. Pretty much the second I got the syllabus I knew I wanted to drop. It was one of those professors that tries to manipulate and reteach you on how to write a paper and how to take better notes, etc. I'm sure everyone's had someone like that, right? I have; it's not fun. They - including this guy - are so much more focused on writing that one good term paper for the entire semester than the actual material, so much so that we didn't even hardly discuss what this class was going to be about. So, no, not going through with it, especially since it's an elective course (even though I am getting a History minor, but I think I've nearly fulfilled that requirement) and I don't need the added stress.
The problem is (or was) that every single damn class that I could even remotely want to have was taken. It's an even worse problem that I have to drive 240 miles a week just to go to school, but oh no, wait, I can only take classes at certain times of the day because I have to be back in town to go to work in the evenings. My choices are slim. I've been stressed out of my mind the yesterday and today wondering what to do. I have this problem, see, I've conditioned myself over the years to do the absolute BEST that I can possibly do in school. An overachiever, basically. The choice of either dropping the class and only doing a nine credit hour semester or taking the class and hating it and myself for the next three and a half months was just KILLING me. Seriously. I've got to let this school stuff go. As important as it is, I've got to learn that sometimes things aren't going to work out in the best possible outcome. I'm starting to think I'm getting an ulcer from all this stupid stuff, really.
But the main problem is USF itself. Some days I'm so sick of doing that drive I want to throw a tantrum, and the parking is so incredibly horrible (nearly half an hour of searching today!) I sometimes get close to tears. I'm so unhappy with school, but it didn't used to be this way... I really DO enjoy learning, but doing all this now, on my third year? It's absolutely sucking the life out of me. I feel tied down with no freedom whatsoever when I'm in school, because my time is slotted with a) driving there b) going to class c) driving back d) getting ready to go to work. That's... all I pretty much do nowadays. I'm hating it.
There IS a light at the end of the tunnel, though, with finally being able to move and and live in Orlando (Danni and Alicia [holy shit I'm not even sure which way you spell your name AHAHA] I'm pretty much gonna bake you a CAKE because I can't even tell you how much this means to me), so, yeah. Last semester of doing all this. But... unfortunately all this is just leaving such a bad taste in my mouth, I'm just. I dunno. I might be reconsidering doing grad school. Maybe once I actual get out of the state things'll be better, but, gah. I'm so overloaded on school that another two years (or more) is looking kind of scary right now. But we'll see. The mountains have been calling my name for a loooooong time.
But um, yeah, as I frantically refreshed the class search page, a Short Modern Novel class popped up, just at the time I need, and with that same professor who emailed me asking if he could use my final paper as an example for other classes because he said it was so good, heeee. I'm feeling so incredibly relieved. I stress way too much about stuff and then have this wonderful habit of letting the pressure build until I explode, so, you know. I don't need comments, or anything, I'm just letting off some steam. I just really really hope this semester goes a lot smoother than last semester.
So WHAT is this news of the new promo pics!! I AM A SPOILERPHOBE OKAY. But DAMMIT I really want to know (except I don't!) but January 31st is so far awaaaaay and I miss my show like CRAZY and okay, spoilerphobe people who may have looked at some certain one that everyone seems to be flailing about: CAN I LOOK? Will I be completely spoiled? Omg omg. It's killing me. IN THE MEANTIME I have been staring at this new image from Crossroad Blues and it's like the junkyard photoshoot ALL OVER AGAIN. The shoulders! The bowlegs! Cannot deal, you guys.
1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first article title on the page is the name of your band.
Pennsylvania's 7th congressional district
2. http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four words of the very last quote is the title of your album.
I want to be.
3. http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/
The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.
RESULT?
AHAHAHAHA I LOVE IT SO MUCH. AHAHA IT LOOKS SO EMOOOOO. Okay, that would be the best band name ever. They could um. Wear girl jeans and makeup and sing with tears in their eyes about reconsidering, please, about getting more involved with the local caucus. THE PARENTHESES I MAKE MYSELF LAUGH SO HARRRD.
Did anyone hear about the SEVENTY CAR PILE-UP in central Florida today? Apparently fog + brush burning smoke = no one being smart enough to shut down the roadway. But that's people in Florida for you.