Yes, I'm still living...
Homefest 2k5: day 75
I've been told that I only really write about depressing things. Looking back on all my entries, I realize that that is very true. So, tonight's will be different.
So, you know how I was all depressed because I got a D in that class I was taking at Tri-C? And remember how I was bummed because it wouldn't transfer and such and I wasted a lot of money? Well...the professor changed the grade to a C! HAHAHA! Yeah, I don't know if it was because he made a grading error like he said or because I emailed and called him and annoyed him everyday after the class to change it. Either way, I felt better. Now I feel like I can go to OU with some confidence.
Speaking of OU, I'd like to let Becca know that yes, I am coming back, so don't worry my friend.
Work is done finally. I'm happy that it's over but I'm dreading my evaluation meeting on Monday. I kind of got sloppy at the end of the year and I was messing up a lot. I hope she doesn't hold less than a month of crappy work against almost 5 years of really good work. If she does, I'm screwed on my references for my next job. Regardless though, I made a shit load of money this summer and I got some sweet tan lines and some sweet memories.
My friends have been amazing this summer. All of them. I tended to hang out with my newer friends more than the Usuals but, as always, the Usuals had my back all the way. That's what I love about them. You can be away from them for forever. Whether it's because of travel, or family, or personal growth, they don't care. They'll still love you just the same when you come back. And my new friends are sweet. I'm actually considered part of the group now too!
Jim has been amazing this whole summer. There is not doubt in my mind that I am in love with him and we will make it through this whole me-being-at-school thing. I may be a bit more than he can handle sometimes, but I hope he knows that I love him. I know he's nervous about me leaving. But he needs to realize that I'm not nervous. I know we'll be fine. I know that the feeling between us just doesn't stop because of four measley hours and a couple hundred miles.
That's all for now. Just wanted to let you know I'm alive.
XOJess
I've been told that I only really write about depressing things. Looking back on all my entries, I realize that that is very true. So, tonight's will be different.
So, you know how I was all depressed because I got a D in that class I was taking at Tri-C? And remember how I was bummed because it wouldn't transfer and such and I wasted a lot of money? Well...the professor changed the grade to a C! HAHAHA! Yeah, I don't know if it was because he made a grading error like he said or because I emailed and called him and annoyed him everyday after the class to change it. Either way, I felt better. Now I feel like I can go to OU with some confidence.
Speaking of OU, I'd like to let Becca know that yes, I am coming back, so don't worry my friend.
Work is done finally. I'm happy that it's over but I'm dreading my evaluation meeting on Monday. I kind of got sloppy at the end of the year and I was messing up a lot. I hope she doesn't hold less than a month of crappy work against almost 5 years of really good work. If she does, I'm screwed on my references for my next job. Regardless though, I made a shit load of money this summer and I got some sweet tan lines and some sweet memories.
My friends have been amazing this summer. All of them. I tended to hang out with my newer friends more than the Usuals but, as always, the Usuals had my back all the way. That's what I love about them. You can be away from them for forever. Whether it's because of travel, or family, or personal growth, they don't care. They'll still love you just the same when you come back. And my new friends are sweet. I'm actually considered part of the group now too!
Jim has been amazing this whole summer. There is not doubt in my mind that I am in love with him and we will make it through this whole me-being-at-school thing. I may be a bit more than he can handle sometimes, but I hope he knows that I love him. I know he's nervous about me leaving. But he needs to realize that I'm not nervous. I know we'll be fine. I know that the feeling between us just doesn't stop because of four measley hours and a couple hundred miles.
That's all for now. Just wanted to let you know I'm alive.
XOJess