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I won’t be posting here anymore.
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watchyourlock.wordpress.com
I won’t be posting here anymore.
I’m okay with people replacing or adding my new link to blogroll, so feel free if you read every now and then.
I’ve realized recently that there is a great number of people I don’t like. Namely, people who don’t know what they are talking about but pretend they do. I don’t just find this annoying, I find it so aggravating that I can’t stand to be near those people without wanting to verbally attack them until they let it known that they are making stuff up.
I’m not sure what makes me so violently against such people, but it has always bothered me, and I find myself surrounded daily.
That is rather self-explanatory.
It’s been ages since I’ve been on wordpress. Truth be told, the main reason I came back was that Holly commented. I write for myself in a cool journal that I decorated a while ago but I like this place too much to leave forever.
Anyway, they’ve changed a lot of stuff, and so far, I really like it. I’ll be on more often, if for no other reason but to explore and tell you what I think of the changes.
This past year has been probably the worst of my life, academically, by about ten times. I have two weeks left to make up three weeks worth of stuff in four classes, and one of those is finals week.
From this day on, I swear to put my academics first and no one and nothing can stop me.
Also, I have been thinking about my major lately, and I’ve decided to add one called Communications and Culture, as well as switch from Spanish to Korean (though I might choose Arabic instead), as well as possibly drop the English minor and put Interior Design in its place.
What think you, internet world?
This is all for now, I have to use this weekend to myself to my own advantage, which means making some phone calls to get my computer back, get the Spanish department to ignore my absences and find a way for some of my teachers not to hate my guts.
Love!
I finally got my computer back! This is an incredibly exciting thing, though I’ve still got my eyes set on that iMac. They’re also going to fix the chip in the bezel for free, but the part is on backorder so I’ll have to wait a few weeks. I desperately want to sell it so I can get the iMac, but I’m not sure I can get enough money. I’m probably going to have to sell some other stuff as well.
My books. I’ll just find all the ones I don’t like.
Well, I listed just about all of my books. Makes my heart hurt, but if I could get enough money to get a free iMac, I’ll do it.
More later, I need to clean my room.
Okay, so I don’t actually know who reads my blog as i rarely get comments, but people have been reading, regardless of the fact that I haven’t been writing. So here’s the skinny:
I’ve still got my kickass job.
I’ve still got a kickass boyfriend.
My grades still kind of suck, but at least there is hope.
My computer is broked (the hard drive crashed) and is in for repairs. I should get it back within the next few days to a week, but I want it now, or else I want to trade it in for an iMac. I want leopard.
I will post more later, but I’ve got busy school stuff to do.
I just landed the best job any college freshman could hope to have.
I’m making $10 an hour part time, working for a PI here in town. My first day at work, I was advanced some lunch money straight outta boss’s wallet, given a key to the office, and promised a second phone line and new desk.
He pays me weekly in cash, and as of now I work only two days a week for a couple of hours. I can dress however I would like. (Clean and comfortable is the rule in the office.) And I’m pretty much able to make my own schedule because I can come in when I want.
I’m still in shock a bit, so someone please pinch me.
I feel as if it is impossible to get my GPA up to law school admission standard. Not only that, but even worse, there’s no way I can get my GPA up high enough this semester to be back on good standing.
I’m an idiot.
- Daniel
- opportunities
- jello
- um, naruto
- veronica mars
- tattoos
- California
- Phi Alpha Delta
- cookies
- rain
- food
- Daniel
- other people
- Daniel
- hugs
- making outs
- stakeouts
- etc.
Academically, I thought the Academy was the best thing to have ever happened to me. I learned more there than was possible elsewhere. Granted, some of that wasn’t academic…
Anyway, the point. The Academy made me lose track of the meaningless goals I had. It made me want to do more, but in losing myself in superb academia, I also lost the will to do. Anything.
Once again, it’s time for truth. I didn’t go to class again this morning. I did sleep through the first one due to a “javascript error” with my iTunes alarm. But I woke up with enough time to get to the second (and third) and decided not to go. I will be going to my last two classes of the day, and I will be going to my political science professor’s office hours afterward. But I still feel like The Biggest Loser. Minus a few pounds.
After class today, it will be time for Pilates. I need to get back in shape, and I’d rather do so with minimal pain (considering I’m already a flake and won’t stick to anything I don’t like).
I feel like the only way to get back on track would be to put Daniel on hold. At least, for a few hours everyday. Maybe that does make sense. Maybe after class hours should be for homework and workouts and me time, and a few hours later, we can meet up for some kisses and some Naruto.
Maybe I just need to grow up.
Maybe both.
I’m taking a break from studying, whether I deserve it or not, mostly because I packed up my stuff in order to move next door a few minutes too early. But the other part of it is that I have eighty pages left to read in one of those monster biology books (you know the ones, fifty chapter monsters with pages bigger than twice the size of your head).
After that, (actually, probably before I’m done) I have a meeting with a kid in my Spanish class to go over what we have on the test tomorrow.
And after that, I have to teach myself some calculus, because I haven’t been going to class and I have no idea what’s going on.
Oh, and I have a test in each of those classes tomorrow.
I know, I know. The Academy days are over, and I can’t procrastinate like that with good results. Not that I should have been procrastinating there either. But the fact of the matter is, I’m not good at studying, and I’m not good at getting my homework done in any reasonable amount of time, and I really don’t know how to manage my time because every time I try, it doesn’t work quite how I expected it to.
In about four minutes, I’ll head over to the wing place, which, oddly enough, is more study conducive than the Starbucks I’m sitting in now (and I don’t even have money for the coffee I want).
I’m not sure which is worse, being tempted with a thing I love and have been not drinking (coffee) or being hungry and having to sit in the best wing place in town where the heavenly smells reach you no matter where you go. I guess I’ll find out in four minutes.
Daniel’s grandma sent him chocolates for Valentine’s Day. He tricked me into taking the first one. That jerk.
I miss Holly, and I’ve been largely and hugely and amazingly unavailable lately. More than anything, it’s me trying to catch up to the work I’ve not been doing. After these three tests, I’m starting over. Forgetting what I might not know from the previous work and starting anew and keeping up with my work as I get it.
Also, the incentive Daniel gave me for not missing class? I’ll be working really hard for that one. It was a good incentive. So from now on, I won’t miss a single class, ever. (Shut up Holly. I won’t ever get sick again either…)
Good thing this weekend will be relaxing-ish. Mom wants Daniel and I to come home for a bit. We might. I would kind of like to get my cell phone back. I need that thing.
Daniel proposed an excellent reward for my going to all my classes. He says each day that I go to every class (including those days when I don’t have class and therefore have fulfilled the requirement simply by living) I get to have sex.
That’s right. Major positive reinforcement to attend every class from now until forever.
Until I’m eighty.