I already wrote a mini-rant about the heat in Impiety's notes so I don't need to repeat it here. Let's just say . . . it's been hot. Ok I just deleted a fatty paragraph detailing my thoughts on Clark because it was just SO girly and gay that I didn't want to think about it any more, much less preserve those thoughts here. Bleck. My mom took it upon herself to mess with my internet connection settings the other day because she thought my computer was connecting itself (when in fact I left it on while I briefly stepped out). So now I get disconnected even more than before and IM conversations are just not worth the effort. Wow that was a lot of complaining for someone so happy as me. My space is beautiful right now because I dusted everything and cleaned the floors. I love my floors. Oh and I put some stickers on the top of my laptop, just because. It looks much happier now. I am also happy, as I said before. Everything is going well, and I am glad school is starting next week. I would never admit it before, but I enjoy school. Yes, that's right. I am that nerdy. This semester I'm taking Critical Thinking/Advanced Composition, Sociology, Psychology, Western Humanities, and Spanish I. They should all be interesting, except maybe Psychology because I just did a year of that, and Spanish I, because I've had three years of Spanish already. What can I say, you get what you pay for at a community college, and you don't pay enough for them to offer more than one level of a foreign language each semester. Ugh, you also don't pay enough for them to give you enough choices that you can consolidate your schedule so you're only in school a couple of days a week. Oh, no, no sir. I have class Monday morning, then right smack in the middle of the day Tuesday through Thursday. That means I will be able to work like two days a week, which means I will be poor. Luckily, I live with my parents. See that? That was me pointing out a benefit of staying at home. I've been doing that a lot to help me deal with all the "I'm a loser now," "I am no longer someone I am prooud of" feelings I was having. I can take this time to be a better sister, buy a new car, learn how to cook from my Italian Mamamia, and stuff. Yeah.
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