Alright all-fair warning- this post is going to be all over the place (kinda like my brain at the moment) if you can't keep up, don't worry about it. Neither can I sometimes, and it's my brain for crying-out-loud! Sheesh!
Here's the deal. I'm fast approaching an academic crossroad, and I have no idea what to do and it is STRESSING me out. I am seven courses away from finishing my political science BA and I have just ONE general education requirement to fill. Problem is, after those eight courses I still have a twenty-one credit deficit to actually "graduate." I'm sitting here in front of my fall schedule and thinking, "CRAP, I don't know what to do!" I don't know what I want to minor in, if I should just take even MORE political science classes and focus on a sub-field of political science, drop out of school and become a troubadour in Europe, I just don't know! And it really all depends on what I want to do for graduate school which is a story for another time. The point is, I have to take at least 12 credits this fall, and I am signed up for 6 (all of which are PL SC courses). I don't want to waste my time taking classes that are just fluff, but I don't have anything to do!
*SIGH* But on to other things.
I have to note a disclaimer here: I ADORE my roommates. They are really sweet, wonderful girls. However, Sarah loves to sing in the shower at six a.m. when I am sleeping. And she doesn't just sing, she belts. She has an *interesting voice*. It kinda sounds like if you had a cassette tape recording of Snow White and then you held down the fast-forward button. At least, that's what it sounds like to me when I am only partially coherent, and she is reaching for that amazing high note of Freddie's somewhere in the middle of Bohemian Rhapsody . . my advice, leave it to Freddie.
So,this morning- there I am, sitting in my economics class in a sea of BOYS. Not many girls take 110, and this morning I happened to be surrounded by BOYS. I mean, more than usual. And they were STINKY BOYS. I really don't know how to say this in lady-like way, so I apologize. But the guy next to me, I couldn't tell which one, kept "letting loose" if you know what I mean. There we are talking about calculating CPI and fixed baskets for the market and WAMO, "What IS that smell?" It happened at least three times. I swear all of my nostril hair burned out. It was traumatic. Not to mention rude. I couldn't believe it.
Finally, I'd just like to announce that I raised all the money I need to go to Haiti and I will be purchasing my plane ticket this upcoming Tuesday!!! WOOT, WOOT! I cannot wait to get out there!
Love you all! Song of the day is Africa by Toto. Such a good one. Check it out.
P.S- I rolled down a hill today. It was fantastic. Until I stopped and the world was spinning.
