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I was really looking forward to going back to school. My mistake.
It's not too bad...except I'm exhausted. Commuting really does suck. The city kicks ass though, as always. I like knowing my way around, even if my knowledge is still fairly limited. I had to go pick up Brian from Columbia 'cuz he didn't want to come to UIC by himself. It was interesting. I also found (on a different occasion) that I should NEVER take the pink line. I think the guy "driving" the L was like 80. We went so slow and had to cover the entire loop before going to UIC. Just goes to show buses are better and I shouldn't listen to Justin.
My classes are ok. I love that they consist of 303, 350, 360....aaaand 100. Haha. It's such bullshit that I have to take that class when I've pretty much already taken it twice and have a really good GPA in my major. Whatever. It's 4 hours and an easy A. I guess I can't complain that much.
It was brought to my attention yesterday that I'm "wasting my intelligence." It isn't the first time we've had this conversation. I think it's bullshit. If I want to become a personal assistant for some rich guy who runs a big company and make a lot of money, who the fuck cares? I don't need to prove whether I'm smart or not to anyone. I may still go into psych...but above all I want to do something that makes me happy. Working with fucked up people everyday who don't want help and have a bunch of walls that keep them from opening their mouths or realizing their problems...well, it's miserable. I know. I tried to work with a kid like that and I have never felt so useless. So I apologize for wanting to do busy work the rest of my life...even if it does, ya know, make me feel like I'm accomplishing something.
If the person who did accuse me reads this and get angry....fully understand that I'm just venting to myself. I don't expect anyone to care enough anymore to actually read what I'm saying.
Gah. My first essay for Writing in Psychology is "Why is psych. the best major for your future career?" What crap. I was laughing hysterically when I heard it. The paper is supposed to teach us how to write a thesis and use arguments/counterarguments to support it. Didn't we learn this in English 161? I still have a lot to learn about writing, but this topic is seriously ridiculous. So is the fact that people in my class still don't realize that to write a thesis, a person must take a stand. I hate lectures.
Well, time to go home to print and collate all of my lectures/assignments. Fun Fun. Oh, and learn how to use a spot-remover for when my parents leave for Las Vegas. Hahaha. My mom's such a dork sometimes.
It's not too bad...except I'm exhausted. Commuting really does suck. The city kicks ass though, as always. I like knowing my way around, even if my knowledge is still fairly limited. I had to go pick up Brian from Columbia 'cuz he didn't want to come to UIC by himself. It was interesting. I also found (on a different occasion) that I should NEVER take the pink line. I think the guy "driving" the L was like 80. We went so slow and had to cover the entire loop before going to UIC. Just goes to show buses are better and I shouldn't listen to Justin.
My classes are ok. I love that they consist of 303, 350, 360....aaaand 100. Haha. It's such bullshit that I have to take that class when I've pretty much already taken it twice and have a really good GPA in my major. Whatever. It's 4 hours and an easy A. I guess I can't complain that much.
It was brought to my attention yesterday that I'm "wasting my intelligence." It isn't the first time we've had this conversation. I think it's bullshit. If I want to become a personal assistant for some rich guy who runs a big company and make a lot of money, who the fuck cares? I don't need to prove whether I'm smart or not to anyone. I may still go into psych...but above all I want to do something that makes me happy. Working with fucked up people everyday who don't want help and have a bunch of walls that keep them from opening their mouths or realizing their problems...well, it's miserable. I know. I tried to work with a kid like that and I have never felt so useless. So I apologize for wanting to do busy work the rest of my life...even if it does, ya know, make me feel like I'm accomplishing something.
If the person who did accuse me reads this and get angry....fully understand that I'm just venting to myself. I don't expect anyone to care enough anymore to actually read what I'm saying.
Gah. My first essay for Writing in Psychology is "Why is psych. the best major for your future career?" What crap. I was laughing hysterically when I heard it. The paper is supposed to teach us how to write a thesis and use arguments/counterarguments to support it. Didn't we learn this in English 161? I still have a lot to learn about writing, but this topic is seriously ridiculous. So is the fact that people in my class still don't realize that to write a thesis, a person must take a stand. I hate lectures.
Well, time to go home to print and collate all of my lectures/assignments. Fun Fun. Oh, and learn how to use a spot-remover for when my parents leave for Las Vegas. Hahaha. My mom's such a dork sometimes.