school is NOT easy this semester

Sep 20, 2007 09:50

And I partly blame work and Mom for getting in the way.

Monday, I could've used some time before going to work getting caught up with reading for my classes. But is that how I spent my time? Noooooo. Mom just had to go get grocery shopping done and she just had to drag me with her.

See, this is what I hate about going shopping with Mom. She is incredibly slow, and I know she can't help it; the MS limits her mobility. But I keep telling her, "Make a list, or else you're not going to know what we'll need, and we'll just be wandering around looking for random crap." I can't keep track of what we need to eat. Hell, I'm rarely at home to keep track. I'm the one who's starving here (and Hunter, and Dad). She never makes anything because she never gets off her butt to do anything! And she could always call Grandma to go with her, but I think Grandma has a tendency to get on her nerves. (Gee, like my own mother gets on my nerves? IDK; I love Gramma Julie to bits, even if she can be a pain in the butt.)

I got into it with her again this morning. The ink cartridge for the printer is running low on ink. She said she'd take it to Walgreens yesterday to get it refilled. Did she? No. Hunter and I both kind of need it filled for school assignments. Neither he nor I have the time to get this done. I asked Mom before I left for campus today if she could PLEASE get this done. She gets snotty with me and says, "What? You can't take ten dollars out of YOUR money to get it done?" I told her, "It's not about money, I just flat-out don't have TIME to get it done! I'm leaving for class now at 8 am, and Walgreens isn't even open yet. By the time I get home, the photo department will be CLOSED. Please help me out and get this done."

I just don't have much time outside of school and work for anything. I NEED to be studying because a lot of my classes require the extra effort outside of class. I got a C on my psych test, so I need to bring my grade up in there, and I didn't do so hot on my quiz in international relations. I can't keep bending over backwards for Mom's benefit and let my grades suffer.

Plus, I got a glimpse of my work schedule for next week. I don't have a frickin' day off at all. Monday--work. Tuesday--school all day. Wednesday--work. Thursday--school all day. Friday, Saturday and Sunday--work. I'm not happy with this. My paycheck better look damn good next pay period to make up for this.

Mom needs to either go get some stuff done by herself, or she needs to call Grandma Julie up to help her out. I can't be home all the time to cater to her.

mom's a bitch, work sucks

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