I'm Starting to Get Why I Have Nothing To Write...
Friday I did fourteen hours, Saturday I did eight, Sunday I did fifteen, today I did another fourteen.... This week is looking much the same.
I didn't take anything mathematical in school; quite the opposite, I took Sociology. And so, I'm not going to start adding. Partially because I hate math, and partially because I'm too damn lazy to put down my beer and pick up the calculator.
The thing is, that by the time I get home at night, cease wearing appropriate pants, and sit down for thirty five seconds before I pass out....
Well, I was going somewhere with that.
I'm really struggling right now to not resent my decision to go back to college. All those double days? Would not be double days. I'm really kind of irked because I could be doing the job I'm doing without the college diploma, and while I know that the diploma probably will help me in the future -- Dear God, let it help me in the future -- as of right now, its just stressing me out that I have to complete this work placement.
I know. Its only six weeks. On Friday, I'll be down to five weeks. Shortly, I'll be posting about how bored I am that I just go to one place and do one thing. I'll be longing for textbooks and lectures.
For tonight, I'm whining about how busy I am.
And its my blog, and I'll whine if I want to.