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Toys for joy

Me being able to write journals in class makes it much easier for me to write with the little time I have. I recently just bought a new phone and pda: in one. I thought it would be so much harder to type in it but it isn’t . I am currently waiting to take my mid-term for enc1102 that I haven’t quite studied for. I have been reading the sonnets but I haven’t had much time to look over it again. I probably won’t have a problem with it but I always have a little panic before tests now matter what class it is for. I have been like this for a long time.

Tick-tack.

This week should be a good week. Tuesday, I have a paper due on a book my ENC1102 professor has had us reading since the beginning of the term. I understand what he wants but I just lack the information needed to make the paper what I want it to be. Sunday, this paper will be done all day. No interruption! After doing that, I plan to have my hair cut during the week. My manager this week just couldn’t work with my schedule this week which made me somewhat angry because I told him a WEEK in advance what my plans were. As to school, I seem to bond with my professor on a certain level when we speak of certain subjects. Most of the people in my class are loud, so when we discuss it’s usually a older lady speaking her mind and a kid making slick comments. I never try to jump in the middle because I wouldn’t waste my time or breath on them. So usually, my teacher will ask me after class what I thought about the discussion and then we would discuss one on one. Most of the time, it is me against the class so me jumping in the battlefield with a blue flag while everyone else has on a red flag wouldn’t have the best outcome. I know at times I would win but in the minds of the blinded, they would hold victory. I am almost complete with my new designing PC but that can be checked out in the computer tab above!

Question is:

How can you gently tell someone that you are depressed without them asking you what you’re depressed about? I don’t find myself in this situation often but when I come in contact with certain things or people, it tends to take a few laps around in my brain. It isn’t feelings of despair or sorrow but just a feeling of being lost. Not as to finding out who as am to myself but who I am to other people. My friends, my family; I love them all dearly. I want to be there for everyone but since I viewed as the cheery, loving person, I am always passed over on the “things to be told” list. I care for people in general dearly, some would say I am happy 99.9% each and every day. This is only due to me being able to hear people out without opening my trap with an ignorant comment or disrespectful action. This is why I chose the position of being a nurse. I want to be there for people, to support them and let them know that someone actually cares. That through this crummy world, there are still a few people that walk around with a heart full of joy with cheerfullness pumping through their veins. I do not regret doing anything in my life, everyone is indeed special to me. Even everyday people I meet at work that have questions or someone I actually get to know and receive their number. Even someone becoming angered at me will make me second guess my actions and try to fix them. I want to be on good terms with everyone, whether I knew you in the past or even the future. I want you to be able to say my name or think of me when I am not around you and say he was helpful or that his spirit was incredible! I once wanted to be that seed that stayed in its shell, never wanting to see the light due to no experience with the outside world. In due time, I had no choice but to break out the gates and dig in the world around me. I thank everyone that has and will help me on this incredible journey called life. Thank you.

Super Smash School

I am currently connected to my college’s wireless network. The strength of the signal is low even though I thought it would be quite high. I guess I have another thing to doubt about this wonderful school.

Get busy! Woah easy! Don’t know if yall is ready!

Check the mic, les easy! This week has been tremendously fun. It is my second week at Best Buy. On my day off which was Saturday, I went to the salon and had my hair straightened and then braided. From 12PM to 9PM I was there. My entire day wasted due to having to have my hair braided or else Best Buy would cry in my ear, “Your hair is too long!” So after that, I got a call from this lovely girl I met at sushi. The call brightened my night and it was a great conversation. She isn’t as shy as I thought she was. Everyone is usually quiet around people they do not know so I guess that is what happened before. I had some work to do for English due on Tuesday but Best Buy became incredibly busy as I was about to clock out so I didn’t have time to and just began to help customers. This always happens. I am always 2hours late on punching out. It isn’t annoying but when I have giant projects to do; I MUST LEAVE. If it’s a chapter I have to read, no problem at all, I can handle the overtime. Let’s just not make this a habit though. The next day, I woke up for English class and headed to school. As I approached the door I read, “CLASS CANCELED FOR TODAY!” Jah loves me. I caught Kole at school, sitting under a tree in the south part of campus. I wasn’t sure if it was her until I saw her dashing towards me. She was accompanied by Lauren who wore a Great Death shirt. It was cool, hanging out and all. On the way back to her class, we saw De and I introduced the two. That was a wonderful day, was actually able to hang out her. I have to purchase an art magazine for Art Appreciation but from what my friend tells me; they are tough to find. Let us hope Wal-mart can feed my hunger for art.

Another 200? No problem!

I didn’t think the books for college classes would be so pricey. Especially when at times, you must two books for a single class. I have already spent 250$ total for books, for three classes. I like to spend money at times but when it’s for books for class, I always dread handing the cashier my check card. I would say I have no choice but I do try to find used books first, if not, each one would run around 80$ which is incredibly too much. My classes seem to be somewhat cool. My professors seem to be quite ok. My PSY prof, seems to be somewhat weird though. He walked into class on the first day saying, “Look at that, wow!” while pointing at the American flag hanging on the wall infront of class. I’m pretty damn sure he is from the country, only guy I know that uses the word, “folk”. He was dressed acordingly: Jeans, tie that made no sense, typical dress shoes, and a button up polo shirt. A typical PSY major kind of guy. It only takes time for the mind to become insane, especially if the mind is all you think of and study. My ARH prof is a eco-feminist; the entire class will be about artists that are women and how they don’t get much respect in the art scene. I am thinking about dropping it, I would like to learn about ART, not just about the art of women. ENC is my favorite class this semester. English always seem to be my favorite class since I know it so well. With my love for writing, English is no problem at all. Any topic, any type, I am there. Especially when I can express myself fully and let the reader know how I feel about the topic. Due to Hurricane Katrina, classes are closed until Monday which totally sucks because I was looking forward to ENC. Let’s hope they close Burger King but I doubt they will.

Class, my ass

Today was the first day of class. Kevin and I arrived somewhat early, around 7:30ish. Parking wasn’t full just yet, if we would of waited about 10mins, it would of been tough to find a spot. My teacher didn’t arrive by 7:50 so everyone was waiting infront of the classroom. At 7:55 or so, this older lady opened the classroom door and asked everyone to have a seat. She then began to tell us that our teacher would not be present but he did leave work for us to do. Basically reading out of the text book, the text book that costs 50$ used! You would think they go through the books, making sure they are in a decent manner but no, they don’t. You have to search through 30 books looking for the good one. After that, I went and bought my book, received my photo I.D, saw an old high school friend and chatted for a minute then went and got my decal for the auto. Work is at 5PM today.. hopefully they remembered to put me on the schedule. I turn in my 2 week notice as well today, I just can’t wait to see their faces.

The new desktop is complete.