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I had a frantic night and morning trying to catch up in my online class. I think I mentioned this somewhere, or maybe it was in chat (I have no good memory), but I skipped a week of class work when Pepper passed and I got the new job. I just couldn't keep up because I had so much going on at once. Anyway, now I have a high C in the class, and I might actually make it back up to a B. If I do it will surely be a miracle, much like my 13 year old finch that has yet to kick the bucket. I was willing to accept a C, which is so unlike me, but now that the class is getting close to finishing, I find myself racing for that B. Lisa, in my paper, I was not Leonardo's lover, but his apprentice, though I do make reference to his possible homosexuality. Uh, I had to write a biographical essay about a fictional character tied to a historical figure.
I spent a great deal of time last night and this morning extremely pissed off. When I was driving Corbin to his ROTC camp (which I have to arise at 6 am for every f-ing morning) I was thinking that I can't remember the last time that I was this hurt by anybody. It is really eating me up. I don't want to be consumed with hate, but I am, and I really don't like to admit that, because I like to think that I am the type that can just say "fuck you" and walk away. But, I guess it's just not that easy for me. I want so bad to call them and scream at them and threaten them with violence. I just want them to realize the angst they have put me through, but then I know, they just aren't worth it. I am trying not to dwell, and actually, I do feel better this afternoon. It just hurts, damnit.
I have to work tonight. Ugh. But, I'm feeling better about things because my insurance will kick in in less than a month, and I want so bad to go to the dentist and get my teeth cleaned. That is a definite plus. Also, I've been thinking, if these guys are going to pay 100 percent of my education, I might as well take advantage of that. I'm thinking of going for a public relations type degree. I'm seriously considering this. I think I would make an excellent media specialist, spokesperson, news anchorperson, or journalist. Who knows.
I spent a great deal of time last night and this morning extremely pissed off. When I was driving Corbin to his ROTC camp (which I have to arise at 6 am for every f-ing morning) I was thinking that I can't remember the last time that I was this hurt by anybody. It is really eating me up. I don't want to be consumed with hate, but I am, and I really don't like to admit that, because I like to think that I am the type that can just say "fuck you" and walk away. But, I guess it's just not that easy for me. I want so bad to call them and scream at them and threaten them with violence. I just want them to realize the angst they have put me through, but then I know, they just aren't worth it. I am trying not to dwell, and actually, I do feel better this afternoon. It just hurts, damnit.
I have to work tonight. Ugh. But, I'm feeling better about things because my insurance will kick in in less than a month, and I want so bad to go to the dentist and get my teeth cleaned. That is a definite plus. Also, I've been thinking, if these guys are going to pay 100 percent of my education, I might as well take advantage of that. I'm thinking of going for a public relations type degree. I'm seriously considering this. I think I would make an excellent media specialist, spokesperson, news anchorperson, or journalist. Who knows.