I have to say, college is like punishment for adults.
So, I was going to Lamar Orange this past semester to finish up my core classes so that I could avoid the slow, thoughtful torture of taking college algebra and whatever extra math is required for English majors, and everything seemed like it was going to work out pretty well. But nooooo, that hurricane had to sweep down here and turn the world upside down so that my last week at Lamar Orange intersected, mingled, danced, tortured, murdered my first week at Lamar University.
For three weeks I made preparations for the coming semester so as to avoid unnecessary damage, and I'm glad I did. Although it really feels like everything was totally random and unforeseen I think it could have been a lot worse.Do you ever get the feeling that the forces of good and evil are collaborating to undermine your dearest ambitions? I swear God and the Devil are chilling together laughing hysterically!
It seems like no sooner do I get things in line with work and school than something maternal rears it awful head rains lemons all over my parade. Well the truth of the matter is, I really enjoy complaining and I have no idea why, but complaining to blank cyberspace is a lot more satisfying than complaining to an understanding and thoughtful friend. I guess its because I don't have to be reflective and admit that I sound retarded. What do ya know, blogging is fun.
1 comment:
That's actually a good point--I was thinking the other day as I was posting some rather sarcastic things on my own blog that somehow ranting is much more (or seems much more) consequence free in a webbed environment--and that really is rather ironic because my audience is potentially *much* wider out in the vastness of the internet--but very often we consider that we are writing to the web rather than to people. I suppose it is somewhat a mix of both.
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