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Continually stressed these days. I can think of two things that stress me out: 1) I am unemployed 2) I am terrible at math. One of these things can be fixed, however, I hate having a job. I hate thinking of having a job. I hate thinking of applying for a job. I am one of those people who gets a job and works 40 hrs for the first 3 weeks and then spends the rest of the time trying to get rid of their shifts. My inability to perform in anything having to do with math is something that I will have to live with for the rest of my life. I will just have to face that I will never be able to do algebra. Not only am I an idiot, I also despise it.
Whenever I go home I forget about the homework I have to do. I come back to school on Sunday and realize that I'm drowning underneath a bantha-sized workload. Most of it reading. Most of it academic reading for my American Env. Hist. class that lately has been about landscape painters in the Romantic period. I just have to get through that part to get to the readings about Cholera and the environmental effects of the open sewage that once flowed freely in the streets of our cities.
Friday is cleaning day at my house. It's been pretty consistent since we've moved in. Due to our over-abundance of dishes we end the week with a colossal pile in our sink. It's a happy fact we've finally figured out how to use our dishwasher. In the old days we had to wash them all by hand.
I am coming home this weekend, exclusively to visit my parents.. and Ryan's I suppose. Hopefully get a handle on that bantha.
Whenever I go home I forget about the homework I have to do. I come back to school on Sunday and realize that I'm drowning underneath a bantha-sized workload. Most of it reading. Most of it academic reading for my American Env. Hist. class that lately has been about landscape painters in the Romantic period. I just have to get through that part to get to the readings about Cholera and the environmental effects of the open sewage that once flowed freely in the streets of our cities.
Friday is cleaning day at my house. It's been pretty consistent since we've moved in. Due to our over-abundance of dishes we end the week with a colossal pile in our sink. It's a happy fact we've finally figured out how to use our dishwasher. In the old days we had to wash them all by hand.
I am coming home this weekend, exclusively to visit my parents.. and Ryan's I suppose. Hopefully get a handle on that bantha.