A map! I love maps!
I love college, even when I do things like misinterpret Spanish and tell my teacher that I live in liberal arts (true story), or when I'm late to piano class, or when it's so hot that I leave sweat on the seats, or when it's difficult to find parking spots.
I'm free to do whatever the hell I want to within reason, I'm taking classes that are actually INTERESTING and tailored to my needs, and I have awesome professors. It's a blessing.
Still haven't heard anything from Cheese*burger*in*Para*dise besides Billy reassuring me that they're just "busy." It's been almost three weeks, and I really don't care anymore. I picked up an application for a local pizza bistro that's hiring and I've already got it filled out and ready to hand in tomorrow. My course load seems light enough that I could handle a job as long as it wasn't too many days. Besides, the pizza place is right up the hill from college (meaning 10 minutes from my house) whereas Cheese Hell is a good 20-30 minutes from my house depending on traffic.
Anyway, I've got three classes tomorrow and sleeping to do.
I'm free to do whatever the hell I want to within reason, I'm taking classes that are actually INTERESTING and tailored to my needs, and I have awesome professors. It's a blessing.
Still haven't heard anything from Cheese*burger*in*Para*dise besides Billy reassuring me that they're just "busy." It's been almost three weeks, and I really don't care anymore. I picked up an application for a local pizza bistro that's hiring and I've already got it filled out and ready to hand in tomorrow. My course load seems light enough that I could handle a job as long as it wasn't too many days. Besides, the pizza place is right up the hill from college (meaning 10 minutes from my house) whereas Cheese Hell is a good 20-30 minutes from my house depending on traffic.
Anyway, I've got three classes tomorrow and sleeping to do.