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I want school. Like, right now.
No, seriously. I just spent the last ten minutes drawing out my class schedule on graph paper.
I want school. Now.
I want to have a place to go to learn things. I want to feel my direction again, palpably, very much present in my activity. I want my focus back, my purpose. I want to be comfortably in my own little world, absorbing like a sponge and living in reality.
I'm excited to start REAL chemistry - chemistry for science majors. I'm anxious to share a classroom with other people who are inquisitive and skeptical, to utilize my imagination in concordance with my ever-growing base of knowledge to Figure Things Out. I miss chemistry labs.
I do NOT want to go to work in an hour. I'm stiff and sore from last night and I DON'T want to deal with Teresa yelling at me for not following the fucking list. (Even though I fucking DID.)
Last night was a CRAP tip night too. I made a grand whole DOLLAR FIFTY, not even enough to get me back there today. And I was polite and perky to every single fucking moron who dragged themselves to the doorstep.
And it's hot today, and I'm gonna have to spend the whole evening in polyester and a huge baggy polo shirt. I hate this job. I suck at food service and I don't enjoy it. I can't wait to never have to do it again.
I want school. That's all I want right now. Except cooler weather.
There are so many reasons to wish for autumn this year.
(PS: There is a high ratio of appropriateness between this post and its icon.)
No, seriously. I just spent the last ten minutes drawing out my class schedule on graph paper.
I want school. Now.
I want to have a place to go to learn things. I want to feel my direction again, palpably, very much present in my activity. I want my focus back, my purpose. I want to be comfortably in my own little world, absorbing like a sponge and living in reality.
I'm excited to start REAL chemistry - chemistry for science majors. I'm anxious to share a classroom with other people who are inquisitive and skeptical, to utilize my imagination in concordance with my ever-growing base of knowledge to Figure Things Out. I miss chemistry labs.
I do NOT want to go to work in an hour. I'm stiff and sore from last night and I DON'T want to deal with Teresa yelling at me for not following the fucking list. (Even though I fucking DID.)
Last night was a CRAP tip night too. I made a grand whole DOLLAR FIFTY, not even enough to get me back there today. And I was polite and perky to every single fucking moron who dragged themselves to the doorstep.
And it's hot today, and I'm gonna have to spend the whole evening in polyester and a huge baggy polo shirt. I hate this job. I suck at food service and I don't enjoy it. I can't wait to never have to do it again.
I want school. That's all I want right now. Except cooler weather.
There are so many reasons to wish for autumn this year.
(PS: There is a high ratio of appropriateness between this post and its icon.)