If there was water to drink I would, so I could die happy.
Yesterday I went to the Kinky Friedman Meet and Greet. He is an example of the New "good 'Ole boy" generation,...or something like that. I didn't get to shake his hand or anything I just wanted to see what he had to say...and he gave a generic speech that blanketed the common issues. If I vote, I'd vote for him, just because he drank a Guinness and smoked a cigar while he gave his speech. Now that was just funny, you have to give him that. If I had waited in the line to meet him I would have asked him to do something for the Atheists, we're people too. Oh well. I bought a button and a bumper sticker.
I am moving once again. Only this time I would like to stay there until the lease is up. I will move the tenth of August, to The Heritage Apartments. This is a reasonably priced place and a halfway point between both of my jobs and has a bus route to campus. All the bases are covered. And If those jobs don't work out...there are more jobs to be had. I might have to stop working altogether when I student teach. That is if I get the internship. We shall have to wait and see where things end up at the end of the year.
So far summer classes are long and boring. But will give my GPA the much needed boost I have been promising myself. Now if only I could get a scholarship or grant instead of yet another loan....then all would be well.
I have been feeling really alone. Isolation, due to overworking myself, has turned my somewhat into a capitalist. Oh no! Not that Anything but that. It is unavoidable. Unfortunately. If things go as planned I will break even and lose ten pounds from lack of groceries in the cabinet. I predict I will live of of rice and water again.
A party is necessary for my sanity. If I still have any friends left I will have a party....if no, then I will have a party of one with many bottles of wine.
(Then I'll be a good writer.)
I am moving once again. Only this time I would like to stay there until the lease is up. I will move the tenth of August, to The Heritage Apartments. This is a reasonably priced place and a halfway point between both of my jobs and has a bus route to campus. All the bases are covered. And If those jobs don't work out...there are more jobs to be had. I might have to stop working altogether when I student teach. That is if I get the internship. We shall have to wait and see where things end up at the end of the year.
So far summer classes are long and boring. But will give my GPA the much needed boost I have been promising myself. Now if only I could get a scholarship or grant instead of yet another loan....then all would be well.
I have been feeling really alone. Isolation, due to overworking myself, has turned my somewhat into a capitalist. Oh no! Not that Anything but that. It is unavoidable. Unfortunately. If things go as planned I will break even and lose ten pounds from lack of groceries in the cabinet. I predict I will live of of rice and water again.
A party is necessary for my sanity. If I still have any friends left I will have a party....if no, then I will have a party of one with many bottles of wine.
(Then I'll be a good writer.)