During the drop-add period, I dropped my walking class because the teacher said we would be going outdoors as long as it is not triple-digits. In my humble opinion, anything above 80F is too damn hot. So I dropped that. I only had 13 credit hours after that, so I felt like I did not have enough... So what is it that I do, I surf the class catalog and find Arabic. Add it. Now I have 17 hours which is the max. Then I got a job to help pay for school. So with school and work, I have no time do do much of A-NY-THING so I am having to extend my day to fit in some Gaia time... and some studying too. Way much reading for that damned history course. And it's boring as ********. All that it boils down to is the Europeans ******** over the Native Americans because they wanted fuzzies (furs) and shinies (gold and silver). Religion was a ******** coverup to stay longre and look for more wealth and ******** over some more people. Bleak, yes... true, yes. Boring. Definitely.
But. I got a job as a note-taker for someone with a learning diasbility in that class. And I take notes on my laptop, so it's fine; I get paid $80 at the end of the semester just for emailing her the notes I already took. I send loads of mails daily, so one more isn't anything. And then in psychology class, there was announced that someone needed a notetaker, so I beeline it to the teacher to get the job and the same girl shows up who I am already taking notes for. So I got her again and get another $80 for that class. The money comes from the learning disabilities department; I'd do it for free but they offered pay so I take it... I need it to pay for all the books and expenses coming up so soon.
A week after the drop-add period is over, my Spanish teacher sends me an email saying that it is goo dthat I have so much interest and enthusiasm in the class but that I participate too much. Then he told me that I should be in a higher level class that is for kids who already know a romance language, since they are all so close... and I know French. The class I am in is designed for people who go in there not knowing "hola" (hello) from "habla" (he/she speaks). But I guess it will be a vocab-builder course for me.
I have come home for the first time since I left. Been 3 weeks and it feels so weird being at home. I am doing laundry. And getting all the s**t I forgot to bring when I moved out. I have to go back tomorrow morning because I have to work.
Over and out.
Smile For Me Kid · Sun Sep 02, 2007 @ 07:15am · 0 Comments |