"Home is not where you live but where they understand you."
Today was no good.
I'm a bit overwhelmed. It makes me wonder how I managed to work two jobs and take on 17 credits last semester. Now I work one day a week and am taking 16 credits and I'm struggling. Harder classes? I don't think that's it...
I think it's a variety of things. Lack of close friends and family nearby plays a big role. I'm making new friends and they're cool, but they're not Tich, Raelene, Cody, Charity...etc. We mainly just study together and rant about the same professor everyday. 330 Um's in a two hour class (yea, Jen and I counted 'em), a class schedule that's totally fucked, dissing on all of her students to therapists in the community (potential employers) while we stand right in front of her and my personal favorite - denying my journal review for no good fucking reason. Just thought I'd throw that out there.
Anyway, everytime I come home from class I take the Lowell exit. I find it strange that on the off ramp there's a sign that says "Charlotte ->". As we all know, Charlotte isn't that big of a town and Lowell's damn far away from Charlotte. That sign never fails to make me sad.
Living at Cory's house isn't the greatest. It certainly isn't what I call "home". I'm here as little as possible. I feel more comfortable at Pat's house and typically stay there when I can.
Erin and Cory may as well tie the knot because they act as though they're married. Erin and my friendship has changed - conversations are awkward, I feel as though I'm being talked down to often. Yesterday we had a conversation and it made me miss how we used to talk nonstop about everything. Apparently being Cory's girlfriend and being my friend is asking too much... probably not for her, but definitely for Cory. Darrin's wonderful and makes this stay tolerable.
I received a random email from a guy that lived in shelter a while back. He's "unfortunately" still married but hitting on me via email. That's fucking disgusting - what's even creepier is I don't even know how he got my email address.
I had too much caffeine today and I inhaled too much second-hand smoke. I felt like gagging the entire ride home from my study group.
Really though, things are usually well. This week has just been really dramatic and frustrating and I just needed to vent to my livejournal. Pat's wonderful as usual, I still love working at SIREN even though it's a long haul to get there and the more I learn about OT, the more I'm anticipating working in the field. I'm very much loving the weather right now too. My mood is instantly lifted whenever I walk outside, weird eh?
I'm SO glad today is over.
I'm a bit overwhelmed. It makes me wonder how I managed to work two jobs and take on 17 credits last semester. Now I work one day a week and am taking 16 credits and I'm struggling. Harder classes? I don't think that's it...
I think it's a variety of things. Lack of close friends and family nearby plays a big role. I'm making new friends and they're cool, but they're not Tich, Raelene, Cody, Charity...etc. We mainly just study together and rant about the same professor everyday. 330 Um's in a two hour class (yea, Jen and I counted 'em), a class schedule that's totally fucked, dissing on all of her students to therapists in the community (potential employers) while we stand right in front of her and my personal favorite - denying my journal review for no good fucking reason. Just thought I'd throw that out there.
Anyway, everytime I come home from class I take the Lowell exit. I find it strange that on the off ramp there's a sign that says "Charlotte ->". As we all know, Charlotte isn't that big of a town and Lowell's damn far away from Charlotte. That sign never fails to make me sad.
Living at Cory's house isn't the greatest. It certainly isn't what I call "home". I'm here as little as possible. I feel more comfortable at Pat's house and typically stay there when I can.
Erin and Cory may as well tie the knot because they act as though they're married. Erin and my friendship has changed - conversations are awkward, I feel as though I'm being talked down to often. Yesterday we had a conversation and it made me miss how we used to talk nonstop about everything. Apparently being Cory's girlfriend and being my friend is asking too much... probably not for her, but definitely for Cory. Darrin's wonderful and makes this stay tolerable.
I received a random email from a guy that lived in shelter a while back. He's "unfortunately" still married but hitting on me via email. That's fucking disgusting - what's even creepier is I don't even know how he got my email address.
I had too much caffeine today and I inhaled too much second-hand smoke. I felt like gagging the entire ride home from my study group.
Really though, things are usually well. This week has just been really dramatic and frustrating and I just needed to vent to my livejournal. Pat's wonderful as usual, I still love working at SIREN even though it's a long haul to get there and the more I learn about OT, the more I'm anticipating working in the field. I'm very much loving the weather right now too. My mood is instantly lifted whenever I walk outside, weird eh?
I'm SO glad today is over.