The Odyssey

There is this course that has been the thorn in my side basically ever since I began my major. I would begin it only to stop it mid-way due to some reason or another. It’s been a pain because A: It is hard as hell for me due to being ill-prepared for it by the professor of it’s pre-cursor. B: I cannot graduate without it, and it is only offered in the Summer or during the Spring. I sat it again this summer, one month intensive (yeah 4 months of hell crammed into one), and I had absolutely no confidence in my passing, especially with everything else going on at the time. I was working full-time AND I begun my first month of treatment which made all of my symptoms flare up to their worst possible state, so that alone was hard...then add this hard-as-hell course on top and July was wonderful. Needless to say that after I sat the course I was terrified to look on-line to see what I got, because if my suspicions were confirmed, it meant I wouldn’t graduate until MAY, as opposed to December. I don’t know what numbed the pain enough for me to look at my score (prob the bottle of merlot I had), but I passed, barely, but I passed. The grade was one I would normally cringe over, but with everything going on, for me to pull that off, aside from it being a damn miracle, it felt like an A+. So, I graduate in December, and then see where my life goes from there.  I can’t even begin to express how relieved that this 7 year odyssey is almost over. I can definately see the light at the end of the tunnel. 

Plunging into Molecules

So right now I’m sitting up studying what is left of my ass off for an exam given by these bastards. Am I thrilled? Of course! I’m so excited about this exam it’s why I’ve restarted the course I’ve been sitting for the past month several times. If I fail it, it means I get to take this damn class all.over.again in the Spring, and that I can’t graduate until May. Can you feel the pressure? Uh yeah, so I’m thinking I’m just going to stop procrastinating here, typing this post, face the inevitable, and just commit academic suicide tomorrow. Afterwards, I’ve a whole half-bottle of vodka waiting for me and no commitments until late Sat. afternoon when I have to drag my sorry ass to work.

Speaking of asses…

I’ve been having this problem of late. My uncle has been coming over to my house, using my toilet, and clogging it every.damn.time. What do I do? Do I put an “out of order” sign on my toilet, or maybe hang a sign that says “shit-free zone”? I just know that I’m tired of plunging into things, although I’m getting pretty good at it. Maybe I should become a plumber instead, it would give me an excuse to flash my ass around the job.

Ok, enough procrastination, must.study.til.dawn.

If I don’t post in like a week, send someone after me: I probably need saving.

Desperate Times Call For Idiotic Measures

I was desperate so I got this really smart idea to have it to where I could sit in bed and type on my desktop. The problem was that my bed wasn’t close to my desktop. Then I remembered my bed’s frame had wheels, so I got the bright idea to just move my bed, but my deskchair was in the way. I ended up pulling out my desktop, moving the deskchair, moving my bed, and collapsing in bed to brag about how I had all these ‘bright ‘ideas. I even managed to do it all without busting a stich. However, now I have another bright idea- I hate it. This means I’m going to put it all back how I found it, take a fistfull of lortab, and disappear for a few days while I kick myself for having all these ‘bright’ ideas. Next time I have a ‘bright’ idea, someone refer me to this post.

Oh, and let me save you all the trouble - I fully acknowledge that I am a fucking idiot, minus the fucking of course because I am on pelvic rest , but you know what I mean.  Even my animals are giving me the WTF look. Ok, bye bye world, see you in a few days.

Ow...I hurt. *sniffs*