Calculus is so lost on me. And Chem 2 is worse.

I feel like my body is trying to jump out of it's skin. I feel like I'm going crazy. Everything seems to make me nervous and all I want to do it talk to Jonathan. Sometimes I wonder if I am becoming too dependent on him. I wonder if he's going to ask me to officially move-in. I wonder if I should get another job. I wonder if I should be a ( Read more... )

I fear that I am not happy. Well, not not happy exactly, just not content. (And I'm not going to debate whether those or the same or different for the time being.) I'm not getting what I want out of life, whatever that maybe. And I find myself wondering what if I was a philosophy major?

So, I've figured out two of the major problems in my life.
1) I'm should be majoring in philosophy and I need to accept it.
2) And secondly, my dad's opinions suck.

I finished with a 2.07......uh oh. I guess I should rethink my schedule for next semester to make sure that I don't lose tops and get put on probation.

I am a theatre major. The dramatic arts are inescapable. And I'm doing Proof with Mac and other Baton Rouge High people.

Now back to the paper.

This is my ode to owning. Previously, I was very much owned by various things. Today that was put to rest because I owned my Chem 1201 exam. I demolished that test. I raped it and was rewarded with a B! I, Victoria, former student who had to resort to cheating to just pass chemistry, raped the shit out of that mother fucking exam ( Read more... )

I am a dork. It's friday and my only night off and I'm sititng in my dorm room with my roomate.... she's doing homework and I just finished doing homework. Wow..... well, atleast living with Heather my gpa won't be the reason I don't get into to med school.

I NEED A MAJOR! It really does suck to be so lost and no curiculum to turn to for guidance.

So, I have moved out. It's good, it's good. So I'm living in Miller Hall, look me up. Currently, I have not hooked up my dorm room phone, so I'm only reachable by my cell. I've got to go home and get a phone. And lots of other stuff. I forgot my tv and dvd remotes. You would not believe what I didn't bring with me. But my roomate is from Atlanta ( Read more... )