I was so pumped about taking 18 hours this semester. Not only is it 6 hours more than required for being a full time college student, but I would be getting a lot of essential classes out of the way. I was doing so well and haven't missed any classes... then came College Algebra. The first day of this class, I get there and my professor doesn't speak English. It's freakin ALGEBRA.. HELLO! How in the world am I supposed to understand it by just seeing all these numbers and symbols on the board? I need things explained to me in order to learn them, at least once. Is that too much to ask? I just can not to it anymore. I went to class every Monday, Wednesday and Friday and today was my last day in Algebra. I had to drop as much as I hated it. I tried my very best and still got a 23% on my first assignment. Never have I been this horrible at math... maybe because usually teachers teach. efoksdgljdslgsldgh
On top of that, I keep hearing all these horrible things random girls that I don't even know are saying about me. Me, of all people. Why do they feel the need to say stuff about people they know nothing about? Does it make them feel better about themselves acting like an immature little girl? Whatever. Don't hate the player hate the game... lol ;-)
Last but not least, Jake missed his final Navy swimming/running & all that test this morning due to the flu.. he was excused from it but now we don't know when he's going to leave. I don't know if I'd rather it be sooner or later because I obviously don't want him to leave, but the sooner he does, the sooner the 10months of training away from me will be over...
I'm tired of typing.
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