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I went by the counselor today to see if they know my grades any better than I do...
they don't.
Apparently my professors don't want me to know how I'm doing in my classes. That's nice... sweet, like candy. candy JERKS. I hope I'm passing all of them.
She wanted to advise me while I was there... I like how you have to take so many specific classes for each major. Being unsure about what you want to be in life is expensive. I had her get four degree forms. 1) journalism 2)English 3)art and 4)elementary education, and hardly any classes overlap for each. blah. I'm going to be in school for at least five years. Could I just pick a future already? It would be so awesome if I could just say, "okay... here's what I'm taking: Shakespeare 101, Easy band class 101, art 101, Lit 101, French 101, Elm ed. 101, and Awesome 101... now what should I be in life?" Why is that not an option? I don't get it.
So moving out doesn't really look like an option either. Like moving out permanently. I was talking to my mom and the past two months of cell phone use is going to have cost us $2,000... that's right, 2,000! One person goes over, everyone goes over. (Pretty much that just proves the ideas that: my brother needs to do everything seporate from me -he used 1,000 min. last month, and that cingular :maybe cell phones in general: are of the DEVIL!) We talked about TONS of stuff, and she simply stated that with the circumstances the way they are, that moving out (ie anyone in our family having anything new to pay for) doesn't look like a good idea at all. I can see where she's coming from, even though part of me doesn't want to, at all... She says next fall would be a better time and that I should just worry about passing my classes and keeping my finacial aid. it would be perfect if I just worried about school right now, making money in the summer, and moving out in the fall, that I'd be in a much better position, and although she didn't say it, that would also mean I'd be keeping my family in a much better position as well. I know she's right... but... I dunno.
If I can't, I'm so sorry... don't think I hate you, and please don't hate me! :(
I made a B- on my most recent paper. I like how important his little (-)s and (+)s have become. I can just see him sitting at his desk... "should I give her a C... or a B... should I be kind?... OH FINE, B-" I'm happy it was a B though... ecstatic... but a B to an A would have been nice. At least a solid B.
I keep waiting for college to take shape... maybe one as discernible as a star, or circle... I keep thinking, "maybe I'll get this whole form figured out soon" as of yet, I'm still waiting. college refuses to be anything but one big blob of muck in the center of my life. It's full of potential though... it's just at the wrong temperature or something. In the right climate, with the right sculptor, I think I could really have something.
If anyone could make sense of that, they should marry me.
they don't.
Apparently my professors don't want me to know how I'm doing in my classes. That's nice... sweet, like candy. candy JERKS. I hope I'm passing all of them.
She wanted to advise me while I was there... I like how you have to take so many specific classes for each major. Being unsure about what you want to be in life is expensive. I had her get four degree forms. 1) journalism 2)English 3)art and 4)elementary education, and hardly any classes overlap for each. blah. I'm going to be in school for at least five years. Could I just pick a future already? It would be so awesome if I could just say, "okay... here's what I'm taking: Shakespeare 101, Easy band class 101, art 101, Lit 101, French 101, Elm ed. 101, and Awesome 101... now what should I be in life?" Why is that not an option? I don't get it.
So moving out doesn't really look like an option either. Like moving out permanently. I was talking to my mom and the past two months of cell phone use is going to have cost us $2,000... that's right, 2,000! One person goes over, everyone goes over. (Pretty much that just proves the ideas that: my brother needs to do everything seporate from me -he used 1,000 min. last month, and that cingular :maybe cell phones in general: are of the DEVIL!) We talked about TONS of stuff, and she simply stated that with the circumstances the way they are, that moving out (ie anyone in our family having anything new to pay for) doesn't look like a good idea at all. I can see where she's coming from, even though part of me doesn't want to, at all... She says next fall would be a better time and that I should just worry about passing my classes and keeping my finacial aid. it would be perfect if I just worried about school right now, making money in the summer, and moving out in the fall, that I'd be in a much better position, and although she didn't say it, that would also mean I'd be keeping my family in a much better position as well. I know she's right... but... I dunno.
If I can't, I'm so sorry... don't think I hate you, and please don't hate me! :(
I made a B- on my most recent paper. I like how important his little (-)s and (+)s have become. I can just see him sitting at his desk... "should I give her a C... or a B... should I be kind?... OH FINE, B-" I'm happy it was a B though... ecstatic... but a B to an A would have been nice. At least a solid B.
I keep waiting for college to take shape... maybe one as discernible as a star, or circle... I keep thinking, "maybe I'll get this whole form figured out soon" as of yet, I'm still waiting. college refuses to be anything but one big blob of muck in the center of my life. It's full of potential though... it's just at the wrong temperature or something. In the right climate, with the right sculptor, I think I could really have something.
If anyone could make sense of that, they should marry me.