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Well, it's refreshing to learn that life can't be happy for more than a few days again.
First off, school sucks. These professors each expect 3-4 hours of preparation for every class period. Let's do the math:
6 classes*2 times a week = 12 classes
12 classes*(rounding down)hour and a half in each class period= 18 hours a week just in the class room, but taking into account the rounding down earlier, let's round that to 20 hours in the classroom each week
20 hours in class + (12 classes*3.5 hours prep time per class period, average) = 20 hours in class + 42 hours prep time per period= 62 hours a week spent just in class and preparing for class
add on top of that homework, travel time, projects, group work, etc... we'll go with a conservative estimate of about 80 hours a week for school (taking into account the fact that i don't spend nearly as much time on it as i should if i were one of the kiss-assing foreign students).
Add into the mix the average of 30-40 hours i work each week, for the sake of argument, let's just average that to about 35 hours per week.
So, each week, i have 110 of some form of work i'm doing each week. But, to be fair, i'll round that down and assume that it's an even 100, just so i'm not overestimating my schedule.
In each week, there are 168 hours. Hard numbers would indicate that i am working (in some form) at least 60% of the available time each week. That doesn't take into account sleeping of course, or eating. So, my schedule allows me roughly 68 hours to do everything else besides work and school work. Taking away everything else but eating and sleeping, and assuming 5 hours a sleep per night and say an hour and a half for meals each day (three meals, half an hour each), that's 7.5 hours per day doing other essential activities, which adds up to 52.5 hours per week. Taking that away from the 68 remaining hours after work, that leaves 15.5 hours where i presumably could relax. Then take into account that 98% of that time i allot to Friday and Saturday evenings so i can see my Baby, which is the only thing i really have going for me at the moment... well, the point is, this life sucks. school needs to end.
So, aside from that, after two extremely long days in a row (12 hours then 16 hours) and before another one (14 hours) , i find out that the one bar/club that i actually enjoy, and really loved, is closing for good. Not only have i been going there for 6, almost 7 years (more than a quarter of my life), but it was the place where i first officially met Renee and where i saw hr the most often over the four years before we started dating when we were just friends. So, to make a long story short, because of ghetto pieces of crap who decide that they want to go to a COUNTRY BAR but can't keep themselves behaved, the one club that us actual country fans enjoy is now closing forever. These pieces of crap (it's taking all my restraint not to let out a storm of cussing) fight, assault employees and each other, bring in drugs, drink illegally, and complain. These are also the wastes of humanity who could easily frequent the thousands of other bars/clubs in Cleveland, Akron, or anywhere in between. But instead, they feel they should go to a country bar and ruin it for everyone else. I hope humanity dies, I hate it I hate it I hate it.
Next: today. I wake up in a crappy mood. Renee's car is dangerous. The whole suspension is shot and the exhaust is screwed which has the potential to kill her if the fumes start entering the car. So I'm trying to think of ways that i can help her get it fixed. I have to talk to my prents because my dad works at a dealership and my mom's cousin own's a garage and is a mechanic i believe. But who knows. I'm just tring to think of anything i can to try to help. I already offered to drive her where she needs to go whenever I can, i mean i did it yesterday. But who knows.
Ok, that's enough for now, I'll probably remember the rest in a while and add it then
First off, school sucks. These professors each expect 3-4 hours of preparation for every class period. Let's do the math:
6 classes*2 times a week = 12 classes
12 classes*(rounding down)hour and a half in each class period= 18 hours a week just in the class room, but taking into account the rounding down earlier, let's round that to 20 hours in the classroom each week
20 hours in class + (12 classes*3.5 hours prep time per class period, average) = 20 hours in class + 42 hours prep time per period= 62 hours a week spent just in class and preparing for class
add on top of that homework, travel time, projects, group work, etc... we'll go with a conservative estimate of about 80 hours a week for school (taking into account the fact that i don't spend nearly as much time on it as i should if i were one of the kiss-assing foreign students).
Add into the mix the average of 30-40 hours i work each week, for the sake of argument, let's just average that to about 35 hours per week.
So, each week, i have 110 of some form of work i'm doing each week. But, to be fair, i'll round that down and assume that it's an even 100, just so i'm not overestimating my schedule.
In each week, there are 168 hours. Hard numbers would indicate that i am working (in some form) at least 60% of the available time each week. That doesn't take into account sleeping of course, or eating. So, my schedule allows me roughly 68 hours to do everything else besides work and school work. Taking away everything else but eating and sleeping, and assuming 5 hours a sleep per night and say an hour and a half for meals each day (three meals, half an hour each), that's 7.5 hours per day doing other essential activities, which adds up to 52.5 hours per week. Taking that away from the 68 remaining hours after work, that leaves 15.5 hours where i presumably could relax. Then take into account that 98% of that time i allot to Friday and Saturday evenings so i can see my Baby, which is the only thing i really have going for me at the moment... well, the point is, this life sucks. school needs to end.
So, aside from that, after two extremely long days in a row (12 hours then 16 hours) and before another one (14 hours) , i find out that the one bar/club that i actually enjoy, and really loved, is closing for good. Not only have i been going there for 6, almost 7 years (more than a quarter of my life), but it was the place where i first officially met Renee and where i saw hr the most often over the four years before we started dating when we were just friends. So, to make a long story short, because of ghetto pieces of crap who decide that they want to go to a COUNTRY BAR but can't keep themselves behaved, the one club that us actual country fans enjoy is now closing forever. These pieces of crap (it's taking all my restraint not to let out a storm of cussing) fight, assault employees and each other, bring in drugs, drink illegally, and complain. These are also the wastes of humanity who could easily frequent the thousands of other bars/clubs in Cleveland, Akron, or anywhere in between. But instead, they feel they should go to a country bar and ruin it for everyone else. I hope humanity dies, I hate it I hate it I hate it.
Next: today. I wake up in a crappy mood. Renee's car is dangerous. The whole suspension is shot and the exhaust is screwed which has the potential to kill her if the fumes start entering the car. So I'm trying to think of ways that i can help her get it fixed. I have to talk to my prents because my dad works at a dealership and my mom's cousin own's a garage and is a mechanic i believe. But who knows. I'm just tring to think of anything i can to try to help. I already offered to drive her where she needs to go whenever I can, i mean i did it yesterday. But who knows.
Ok, that's enough for now, I'll probably remember the rest in a while and add it then