Bright and Early

I have been working my tail of this semester and am taking less classes while doing it.

I'm actually only taking one class this semester.  I tried to take this class over the summer and it kicked my ass.

I'm sorry.  There just isn't a nicer way to put that.

Unfortunately, this one class was the one class I needed before I could student teach and I can't graduate until I student teach.  It ended up being a rough situation (bouncing all over the B/CS this summer moving) complicated by a sh!tty situation (that class).  Now my graduation date has been pushed back until May 2013.

I can't even begin to explain how pissed this actually makes me (at myself of course).  Have you ever listened to a CD (???) so many times that you knew every line of every song including those weird skips/scratches and then tried to listen to the same CD on shuffle.  That always through me off because I knew the songs were coming out of order but even if you put it back to normal there was already one song that came out of place and you'll hear it again.  I feel like my life is on shuffle, like everything is out of order.

I know what I want.  I just seem to be taking the bass-ackwards way of getting there.

I want to graduate from Texas A&M this spring 2013.

I want to find a local job teaching middle school math.

I want to be able to buy a house in a couple of years.

And I want to have kids before I am too old to enjoy seeing them grow up.

Seems simple right?

Yippeeeeareyouf*ckingkiddingme

So it's obviously been a while since I've written anything here, but today I'm back.

I need to write, I've been struck with a pretty terrible week. [Except for A, who is always my saving grace if she can wait two seconds to figure me out] this week has been trying to kick my a$$.

I would like to start this bad adventure off on Monday, but truth is my bad week started Sunday.  More than I would like to admit out loud, my buddy leaving for Cali put me in a funk.

You ever meet someone by accident that you instinctually knew you met on purpose, for some reason they were brought to you. . . 

Then Monday morning I got a phone call saying that I owe this semesters tuition by Wednesday or I'm being dropped from the ONE class I need before I can graduate.  Yippeeeeeeeeeearefuckingkiddingme!!

Tuesday is that one class. . . on the way home from class, I got a #@&ing speeding ticket.  Again, yippeeeeeeeeeareyoufuckingkiddingme!!

I felt it appropriate to pay homage to my buddy tonight after the way my week kicked off.

Wednesday now. . . half way through the week, I can do this.