Even Though We're Playing in Our Garage, Soon We're Gonna Have A Massive Entourage
Life has totally done a one eighty on me, but I shan't go into details. It was a shock, but it's pretty ok now. So since my pharmacy tech test is coming up in a few weeks, work has decided to give me four days off a week until d-day to study. Yay! Except so far I haven't studied much at all. Bad Emily. I have, however, succeeded in buying stairs for my puppy to get onto my bed and join blockbuster online. School's been ok. Already get a day off thanks to the presidents past. My women's studies class has turned out to be more boring than orginally figured. At least it seems pretty simple. Some of it's interesting and makes me hate men just a little bit more, but the whole class is basically a bunch of statistics thrown at me. Plus she's one of those teachers that calls on random people not raising their hands to answer questions. I hate teachers like that. Ugh. Then I've got this hour and a half break to hang out with Desi, listening to music and talking. Some guy actually hauled a hookah to the smoking section yesterday. Physiological Psychology is just as confusing and boring as I had figured upon. At least my teacher's hilarious. Before each class he reads ironic and funny news stories, most not really related to the class at all, but good attention-getters. We're on the pharmacology chapter, so at least its helpful in "studying". Ew, work's calling me now. I'm busy.....well I could be. I'm not going to bow to your wishes ringing! I don't have to answer just because you ring, evil cell phone! Crap, voice mail. O well. They got me with the house. Doesn't mother know if work is calling not to answer? *shrug* Any who, not much else. Today feels like it's going to be random.