I�m now on the Fourth Week, Day 2 of my class.� I stressed.� I worried.� I internally whined. I didn�t know how I was going to ever get it together enough to learn so much in time to finish and complete assignments, papers, etc.� Then I procrastinated and watched tons of reality TV.� I had and do have time, and yet I wasted it.� And in the end, I am on track.� I have my presentation done.� Next I will write my paper on �Present Career, a Career Interest and the Value of a College Education.�� Gah!� The problem with these things is I cannot equivocally state, �I plan to be a doctor� or �I plan to own my own carwash business.�� I don�t know what I plan to do.� I want to make more money, but that�s just not what you write about for these sorts of papers.� If I could, I�d for sure get an A.

Today I found out that I will not be getting a weeks break between classes this time around.� Due to some mumbo jumbo changeover of some such system they use but just this once though.� However due to the inconvenience, the U. is going to pay for whatever books are needed for the next course to offset the hassle.� Nice for me since these books are probably the only few I�ll have to buy at all.� Perfect timing.� But, the books I need look to be sold out.� But I can�t complain. �I�m one lucky girl I tell ya.

Tonight I went to the bookstore.� I haven�t done much of anything all week except lie around and sleep and stay up far too late, as evidenced now by ny 2:30 a.m.� entry.� I�m too mentally abused right now to be depressed.� This college shit is a perfect solution to �too much time to think of suicidal tendencies� problem that I used to have.

The man, he�s asleep.� He�s worked more hours this week than he has in ages.� Figures eh?� It�s Murphy�s bullshit.

I feel like taking a hot bath at nearly 4 a.m.� I wonder if it would wake him up?� Hmm�it�s cold here for Florida.� It�ll probably feel good to soak in hot bubbly water now.

-PoeticaL