In Chicago with family. My uncles brother who had HIV and has been sick for a long time plus an alcoholic passed away a few days ago. So everything is melancholy.
I told my mom and she said, “Well you better prepare yourself because the next one will be your father.”
Because my father is an alcoholic and an addict and that is about 5000% not something you should say to your daughter.
I also forgot to watch game of thrones so I’m going to be away for a while.
8am train is not a good idea because no sleep.
Also there is a crazy lady yelling at the conductor.
I got an A on my Poe paper even though it was awful. Particularly because I wrote it in a few hours and didn’t even read through it.
But really why am I ever worried about my lit professor’s grading because he pretends to be tough and he lets me get away with giant piles of shit.
Of course every single time I have to drive to or from school it’s pouring out. And the final move out day would definitely be no different.
Except now I’m stuck waiting in my empty room to check out because I signed up for 12:30 not anticipating my final to be so so short.
I am disgruntled because my shoes, socks, and the bottom 3 inches of my pants are soaked through.
Then I remembered that I have to UNPACK all this shit when I get home.
And I barely fit it in my tiny car because I have so much bedding.
HAHAHA so I got my housing letter for next year, and Nicole and I are officially roommates….in the same room I have now.
I should be studying for finals, but instead I’m reading literary criticisms on Seymour and Teddy for fun.
I have to power through this ten page paper because Nicole promised to take me to iHop.
Also I didn’t know I had a test in Anthropology, and I most likely failed it. :D
yay last week of school
I’m in love with Harlem by New Politics and I just found out that one of the papers I thought was due Thursday is due by midnight tonight, but that’s okay because it’s only about 5 pages which is nothing to me anymore.
Seriously, I’m so happy my senior English class prepared me for that because Mrs. B made us write so much and she never wanted short papers and now people whine about 500 words and I’m like sit your ass the fuck down.
Also I had my last discussion class of Contemporary Human Problems (which although hard is very interesting, yay religious ethics) which means after Thursday I won’t have class with Alivia again (unless we accidentally sign up for the same classes next semester, but it’s very doubtful).
And I’ve made a point this whole semester to be really active in discussion and my professor always calls on me and compliments my ideas and tells me I have great questions and papers. And I just feel really smug that Alivia sits behind me and never talks the entire class.
Today was one of those smug days because eco-justice is so easy to discuss. Except we also talked about eco-feminism and all the girls in my class are borderline idiots and one very Christian girl stands by the belief that women are inferior to men and it just physically pained me to swallow my inner raging feminist.
WHY IS A WOMAN BEING EQUAL SUCH A RADICAL IDEA IT IS 2013 HELLO
update: the taco is gone. i have eaten it.
also i think i found a thesis for my paper *angels with harps surround me*
I’ve created a header and opened up my sources.
Yeah that’s all I’ve got so far…
My mom is actually bummed that I’m antisocial and not going out partying like a “normal college kid.”
Mom, I’m in Iowa at a school of like 1,000 people. No bueno.
I have a hard time excepting someone’s religious beliefs when they use that as the reason they don’t believe in it and they can’t explain further than that.
They just go I don’t know it’s hard to explain, it’s just against my religion.
Like no you are just reiterating an opinion you’ve been told without questioning or understanding the situation.