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I should be doing something constructive right now, but clearly, I am not. In particular, I should really be reading my chapters or studying them for my two classes. That would be especially prudent since I've gotten a 79 and a 72 on my two quizzes in Anatomy. The thing is, I think that I am mentally no longer a student. I sit through class and every single minute of those three hours (per class) is excruciatingly painful. Whenever I am not in class, the absolute last thing that I want to do is pick up one of those damn textbooks. Hell, I've put in my time already. I've completed a master's degree, which is more than the vast majority of Americans. I'm just in a rut in terms of my job prospects, which is of course due in part to Michigan's sluggish job market. I'm certainly not the only person around here who is unable to find a satisfactory job. Honestly, I don't think I can do it. Yes, I'm mentally capable of doing better than anybody else in school or in anything else that I do, but at this point, I simply have no motivation whatsoever.
What am I supposed to do? I know that if I put up with it for two years, I'll be able to find a well-paying job with absolutely no difficulty for the rest of my life. Still, I feel like I won't be able to motivate myself myself sufficiently to do well. What if I continue to score in the 70s on every quiz in Anatomy? What if it just goes downhill from there because I progressively care less and less? I'll eventually quit, and I will have lost a ton of money in the process. Please, everyone who reads this entry, tell me what you think.
Because James decided to order cash for the ATM last week without anybody's consent, we were very low on cash. He and I decided yesterday that the ATM would have more than likely run out of cash before we could refill it today after we closed. So, I sold some money from my vault to the ATM yesterday. Jermaine was off, and he's the ATM custodian. This morning, Mark told me that I should have consulted him first; he didn't think that adding the cash was necessary. I had sold $6000 of my money to the ATM. When Jermaine went in this afternoon, there was only $580 in the damn thing. In other words, we most certainly would have run out either last night or early today. If our ATM runs out of cash, we're in serious trouble. Fucking asshole Mark. I think I know what I'm doing. Jermaine said that he didn't like the fact that we went into the ATM while he wasn't there, but he still said that I made the right decision. Fuck Mark.
What am I supposed to do? I know that if I put up with it for two years, I'll be able to find a well-paying job with absolutely no difficulty for the rest of my life. Still, I feel like I won't be able to motivate myself myself sufficiently to do well. What if I continue to score in the 70s on every quiz in Anatomy? What if it just goes downhill from there because I progressively care less and less? I'll eventually quit, and I will have lost a ton of money in the process. Please, everyone who reads this entry, tell me what you think.
Because James decided to order cash for the ATM last week without anybody's consent, we were very low on cash. He and I decided yesterday that the ATM would have more than likely run out of cash before we could refill it today after we closed. So, I sold some money from my vault to the ATM yesterday. Jermaine was off, and he's the ATM custodian. This morning, Mark told me that I should have consulted him first; he didn't think that adding the cash was necessary. I had sold $6000 of my money to the ATM. When Jermaine went in this afternoon, there was only $580 in the damn thing. In other words, we most certainly would have run out either last night or early today. If our ATM runs out of cash, we're in serious trouble. Fucking asshole Mark. I think I know what I'm doing. Jermaine said that he didn't like the fact that we went into the ATM while he wasn't there, but he still said that I made the right decision. Fuck Mark.