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It was a pipe bomb a block away from us. I thought for sure it was a comet, or a coyote stepping on something in the woods. A pipe bomb. I don't know my Bombs, but I always thought that was kid stuff, classified with stink bombs. Pipe bombs sound scary. Pipe bomber on the loose.
I'm stressing about school. I did a C on the lab test, and I don't even want to talk about the next 30 hours for History, and just to keep me from failing not even to get much credit. ...Aced my math quiz today though. And had a meeting with my counselor: She has the semesters lined up all the way until Statistics and American Sign Language 2, says I could apply in October to CSUMB for my Museum Studies Concentration- VPA Bachelor of Arts. This is extremely exciting and motivating but the amount of credits she has me signed up for the next year is more than intimidating. The whole picture put into perspective that no matter what happens this semester, my time consuming 10 units is nothing but practice in self discipline and time management.
The window facing our office glowed in the dark when I got up for work, it was empty and the walls were blank, with the light on, and a full dump truck in the driveway. Today it looks like an episode of Clean House minus Niece Nash & crew~What do they do with things like her school books and her underwear and her cell phone plan? That would be a hard task to do
Nothing like a turkey sandwich to undo 5 shots of espresso. What about work this morning: a joke with the scheduling as always. I think I might start closing because she screws us every day in the mornings. Well I had my nap and round 2 of coffee and am going back to the library to make miracles happen
I'm stressing about school. I did a C on the lab test, and I don't even want to talk about the next 30 hours for History, and just to keep me from failing not even to get much credit. ...Aced my math quiz today though. And had a meeting with my counselor: She has the semesters lined up all the way until Statistics and American Sign Language 2, says I could apply in October to CSUMB for my Museum Studies Concentration- VPA Bachelor of Arts. This is extremely exciting and motivating but the amount of credits she has me signed up for the next year is more than intimidating. The whole picture put into perspective that no matter what happens this semester, my time consuming 10 units is nothing but practice in self discipline and time management.
The window facing our office glowed in the dark when I got up for work, it was empty and the walls were blank, with the light on, and a full dump truck in the driveway. Today it looks like an episode of Clean House minus Niece Nash & crew~What do they do with things like her school books and her underwear and her cell phone plan? That would be a hard task to do
Nothing like a turkey sandwich to undo 5 shots of espresso. What about work this morning: a joke with the scheduling as always. I think I might start closing because she screws us every day in the mornings. Well I had my nap and round 2 of coffee and am going back to the library to make miracles happen