Ain't no sunshine when she's gone... or he I guess
Feeling a bit exhausted and almost burned out right now. I've been working and focusing so hard on school lately it baffles even me sometimes. Despite that though it seems like I just can't get ahead in my sociology class. I have a little, black supremicist for a prof and I'm getting pretty tired of her round-about racist comments and her never ending need to prove to everyone that they will fail her class. It's ridiculous. Sociology can be a hard class but you shouldn't intentionally try to fail everyone in your class. Our test was over the most nit-picky things I've ever seen. It wasn't over principles of sociology, it was over how much superfluous, unimportant crap we could retain. An example of a question is: In the video over the Zimbardel (sp?) study, prisoner 8612 was the rebel leader. What was the prison number of his best friend?" We watched the movie once and the friend was almost never mentioned. Bitch. Why can't she just ask about concepts like global perception of social-conflict theory? I have a feeling a bunch of us are going to go report her soon...
ANYWHO!! Jarod told me he randomly sent in an application to Games Workshop for a higher level corporate job in Houston. He says he's not sure what made him do it (it was a long, in depth application that even required an essay) and more so he doesn't know what he'll do if he's called for an interview, much less offered a job. Then it got me thinking... what would I do if he accepted the job? He'd have to move to Houston and I'd be stuck here at school. I don't have much of an attachment to College Station right now especially since I feel as though I'm at an inbetween phase where I'm trying to make new friends and reestablish a social niche for myself. I do want my Aggie ring though and a still have a bit of time to do before I get it.
But I'm in the process of changing my major and pursuing a new career choice, physical therapy. While A&M has a small Allied Health program, it does not have a Physical Therapy school and I would inevitably need to move eventually to pursue my masters and get my certification. I could do that in Houston easily.
I also kinda like my boy, despite a lot of fucking retardedness on his side earlier on. I kinda want to keep him, and we are so close right now I'm not sure how I would deal with a long distance relationship or if I even could (yeah Houston isn't that far, but it's too far for me). More so though, I can't imagine moving just to be with someone which is perhaps why I'm trying to validate the idea of moving with school. I dunno. Nothing is for sure at all yet so I shouldn't get so worked up. There is still homework to be done and possible drinking for later.
Oh yeah, and I fucking love my dog. She kicks some seriously weird, multicolored ass.