Busy and Crazy

That's about how I'd describe myself these days. School is taking up all the time that I am not sleeping or at work, and work is taking up all the time that I might otherwise being socializing or cleaning or something else equally productive. At least I can do my homework at work, otherwise, I'd be screwed. I'm dropping my Psychology class. I can only really handle 12 credit hours a semester while working, and Psych is the class with the lowest grade right now. I'm having a little trouble in math, but part of that is most likely cause I was bad at first and skipped two classes. I can catch up; it just won't be fun. English is okay. I like writing poetry; I don't like studying it. We have our first in-class essay on this coming Tuesday, and we have our first test on my birthday (February 10th). Theatre is a breeze. I love the theatre. Always have, always will. The only other class I'm taking is a microcomputer applications class. I'm going to do the entire class in about two days once I finally fork up the money to buy the book. It's an independant study, so I don't acutally have to finish the class (or even start it) until April.

Right now I am wasting time while I print out all the notes for my math class. The teacher put all the power point presentations online, so I have to print them out before class so that I can know what is going on. My teacher had the brilliance to do powerpoint presentations, but she leaves the lights on while going over them. I can't see for anything with all those lights on.

I miss talking to all my friends. Especially Jason and Ahmad. I feel like I can't even really take time for myself, much less others. I talk when I can (like a little time at school or on my way to or from work), but other than that... I barely have time to breathe, much less have friends. I bless every one of you for putting up with my crazy schedule. You are angels in the flesh for the simple fact that you still want to talk to me even with all the stuff you seem to have to deal with when it comes to me. I love you all... (Even if Ahmad is the only one who loves me enough to comment here).

Music: None
Mood: Content