So close to done.
Tomorrow is my last day of classes for the semester. I have yet to study for my two remaining finals, and I haven't done a few past due eng 101 journals...
Blah, I hate it because the work is just *so* inane, I can't be bothered to do it! Curse the american school system. Wouldn't let me test out of classes way below my potential. -.-
This semester was meh, kinda shitty in that
1: I didn't get a chance to go to some of Professor Dale's classes (Professor Dale was my Philosophy of Religion teacher from last semester. He's probably the most influential teacher I've ever had, and he's a good friend I've kept in touch with. He gave me an open invitation to attend any of his classes whenever I felt like it, but the car accident monkeyed up that plan...I <3 him so much)
2: Dropping Sociology. I'm so embarrassed about this. I let my emotions overwhelm me, and get the best of me, pushing me over the edge. Something had to give, and unfortunately it was this class. Tis a shame, I loved Prof. Kirkwood.
3: Not joining any clubs. Next semester, I plan to join the Scifi/anime/games/fantasy club. I know it's nerdy, but this college is an intellectual wasteland. I have NOTHING in common with anyone I've met. Hopefully I can find at least one or two people worth being friends with here...
I also plan to join the Pride organization at my college. Would be nice to have some sort of support system in that respect.
Speaking of pride...3 more days till I tell my mom. :( That's gonna be hilariously awkward. At first I was excited, but I'm starting to get really, really nervous now.
Lol, my stomach is a knot just thinking about it. It's a big change in my life. *I'm* not going to act any different than I do, but a lot of people's notions about me will most likely change. Blah. I obsess too much on shit like this.
Oh, also. My mom left her post here as receptionist on Friday. She's doing well in her new job but...I'm nervous. The owner of the company had some sort of love-hate obsession with my mom. He scrutinized her immensely more than anyone else in the company. Now that she's gone, I fear he will set his sights on me, cause I'm "Kerry's son". I'm not Chris to him.
He is making me do random grunt work for him that really has nothing to do with my job...stuff he would make my mom do. :( No giving it to the receptionist though, gotta pick on the bloodline!
It scares me because my boss is a paranoid delusional alcoholic. Once he gets you in his sights, you're on the shit list for all time. Once he makes his mind up about someone, your life is a living hell.
I might have to look for a new job if he tries to go after me. >.>
Blah, I hate it because the work is just *so* inane, I can't be bothered to do it! Curse the american school system. Wouldn't let me test out of classes way below my potential. -.-
This semester was meh, kinda shitty in that
1: I didn't get a chance to go to some of Professor Dale's classes (Professor Dale was my Philosophy of Religion teacher from last semester. He's probably the most influential teacher I've ever had, and he's a good friend I've kept in touch with. He gave me an open invitation to attend any of his classes whenever I felt like it, but the car accident monkeyed up that plan...I <3 him so much)
2: Dropping Sociology. I'm so embarrassed about this. I let my emotions overwhelm me, and get the best of me, pushing me over the edge. Something had to give, and unfortunately it was this class. Tis a shame, I loved Prof. Kirkwood.
3: Not joining any clubs. Next semester, I plan to join the Scifi/anime/games/fantasy club. I know it's nerdy, but this college is an intellectual wasteland. I have NOTHING in common with anyone I've met. Hopefully I can find at least one or two people worth being friends with here...
I also plan to join the Pride organization at my college. Would be nice to have some sort of support system in that respect.
Speaking of pride...3 more days till I tell my mom. :( That's gonna be hilariously awkward. At first I was excited, but I'm starting to get really, really nervous now.
Lol, my stomach is a knot just thinking about it. It's a big change in my life. *I'm* not going to act any different than I do, but a lot of people's notions about me will most likely change. Blah. I obsess too much on shit like this.
Oh, also. My mom left her post here as receptionist on Friday. She's doing well in her new job but...I'm nervous. The owner of the company had some sort of love-hate obsession with my mom. He scrutinized her immensely more than anyone else in the company. Now that she's gone, I fear he will set his sights on me, cause I'm "Kerry's son". I'm not Chris to him.
He is making me do random grunt work for him that really has nothing to do with my job...stuff he would make my mom do. :( No giving it to the receptionist though, gotta pick on the bloodline!
It scares me because my boss is a paranoid delusional alcoholic. Once he gets you in his sights, you're on the shit list for all time. Once he makes his mind up about someone, your life is a living hell.
I might have to look for a new job if he tries to go after me. >.>