Sep 27, 2004 20:36
So I just got out of philosophy class (aka my Monday Mind-fucking). And actually, when it comes to the reading this week, I feel sort of confident. That's a first. The reason I'm coming apart at the seams tonight is this:
-I overdrew my checking account. Again. I'm thinking I need to sell some of my stuff on ebay, and possibly get rid of my landline and my earthlink account, because I have this problem every month, and I'm living out of my means. Because my financial situation is not likely to change any time soon, I need to change my living situation. Simplify, simplify, as that one philosopher and a whole bunch of Quakers said. This would have the added benefit of my not spending stupid amounts of time reading and posting to LJ, time that I will hopefully spend doing homework. I will of course tell all ya'll if my email address changes.
-My midterm for my philosophy class is due next Monday, and I have no earthly idea how to handle it. We are supposed to spend five pages "describe the role of market, religion, and 'self-understanding' (historical, cultural, psychological) in the formation of the (a) liberal state and (b) conservative state. Interpret 'self-understanding' to include notions of human nature and what factors effect human knowledge and behavior. Cite specific authors and texts from the class readings." I can do all of that except relate it to the formation of libreral/conservative states, unfortunately, that seems to be a key aspect of the assignment. Fuck.
-I finally got a book on basic electricity out of the library, and have frantically been trying to read it so I can do my last month's worth of Maintenence and Calibration homework. It has spiffy illusatrations, though.
-I need a book for a class that I can't find anywhere. First I didn't have money for it, then I forgot I needed it. My teacher told me this evening, "You should have bought it at the beginning of the semester, I don't think the bookstore has them anymore." I didn't have money THEN and I don't have money NOW, teacher. You should've found a printing shop that charged less than $90 for your fucking ridiculous packet. We don't have it at the library. I better hope that the Tattered Cover has it.
This seems to be the semester for me feeling totally out of my fucking element, in all aspects of my life, all the time. I feel like a fish out of water more or less constantly. I thought you were supposed to feel MORE comfotable with school as time goes on. Instead every week is just a brand new reminder that there's not enough hours in the fucking day and I don't have enough brain cells to get by.
I want my mommy.