what to say
School has started and I am so bored with it. I can't wait until I am out. One more year left, that is what I keep telling myself but it doesn't help. Maybe you are asking why I am still in college. Well, it is b/c I love my major and the classes involved but I hate my prerequisites. My english teacher is teaching the wrong class. He should be teaching African American literature. Don't get me wrong when I say that I wish he would have us read other works other then about African American's being oppressed. I know that all walks of life have it hard in one way or another but that isn't what the class is about and we aren't learning about writing style, we are learning his history. That may have come out so wrong but it wasn't meant in a prejudice manner.
The other deal is me health. Lets see, I go Friday to see what type surgeries I am going to have to have. I have endometriosis and since it's been five years since my last surgery for it, the doctor thinks it is time for another. All they do it use a scope and a laser to clean the tissue off my uterus. Gross right and painful. Of course it is painful, they rummage through your insides. And the other has to do with an old battle of bulimia. Oh, yeah I was one of those stupid kids that let society tell me how I should look and when I didn't look that way, I tried to fix it. Now I am paying for it with the side effects it caused me. I hope it isn't that bad.
I have been working on a job and I won't know the outcome until this week. Wish me luck. I am not worried about not getting it b/c I am still employed at the resale shop and it's starting to pick up a little for me to get more hours. Either way I will be making money. But one is in the direction I want to be in. It is working in a respiratory therapy office. I know I am in the Physical Therapy field but it's all a form of medical. And you never know who someone knows and how they may be able to help you.
Took an ambien to go to sleep. I have some sleeping problem, the problem is I don't sleep. I am waiting for it to kick my butt.
My house is starting to look like a house now. They are putting the roof up and then the bricks. The snow has made them slack off a little so who knows when it will be finished. I hate renting but my house is going to so not be me. I am such a freak and my house is going to look like I am some snobbish foo foo chic. But hey, I want nice things and I don't think black lights and shroom pics will work. Does this mean I am growing up??? Had to happen sometime. Maybe that is why and I quote " I seem like a lifeless mass." I was told that yesterday. The real world is kicking my butt and I hate what I am turning into. I see worry, busy busy, stress and never time to laugh.
ALL I WANT TO DO IS LAUGH AGAIN AND KNOW WHAT IT SOUNDS LIKE TO LAUGH!!!
The other deal is me health. Lets see, I go Friday to see what type surgeries I am going to have to have. I have endometriosis and since it's been five years since my last surgery for it, the doctor thinks it is time for another. All they do it use a scope and a laser to clean the tissue off my uterus. Gross right and painful. Of course it is painful, they rummage through your insides. And the other has to do with an old battle of bulimia. Oh, yeah I was one of those stupid kids that let society tell me how I should look and when I didn't look that way, I tried to fix it. Now I am paying for it with the side effects it caused me. I hope it isn't that bad.
I have been working on a job and I won't know the outcome until this week. Wish me luck. I am not worried about not getting it b/c I am still employed at the resale shop and it's starting to pick up a little for me to get more hours. Either way I will be making money. But one is in the direction I want to be in. It is working in a respiratory therapy office. I know I am in the Physical Therapy field but it's all a form of medical. And you never know who someone knows and how they may be able to help you.
Took an ambien to go to sleep. I have some sleeping problem, the problem is I don't sleep. I am waiting for it to kick my butt.
My house is starting to look like a house now. They are putting the roof up and then the bricks. The snow has made them slack off a little so who knows when it will be finished. I hate renting but my house is going to so not be me. I am such a freak and my house is going to look like I am some snobbish foo foo chic. But hey, I want nice things and I don't think black lights and shroom pics will work. Does this mean I am growing up??? Had to happen sometime. Maybe that is why and I quote " I seem like a lifeless mass." I was told that yesterday. The real world is kicking my butt and I hate what I am turning into. I see worry, busy busy, stress and never time to laugh.
ALL I WANT TO DO IS LAUGH AGAIN AND KNOW WHAT IT SOUNDS LIKE TO LAUGH!!!