I Dread Today

Today, I’m supposed to meet with my advisor about my field placement. What field placement might that be? I can’t go into field. I don’t have insurance, I’m not a member of NASW anymore, and I’m not able to pay the $6000 back to the university to let me even register. Besides, I missed registration already. Of course, it’s not like I’d actually be placed anywhere where I could succeed if I was to have any of these things going in my favor. I wish I could be done with the placement already. I would have already been done except my voice was too quiet on the freakin’ phone and I was “too withdrawn”. Is there a right level to be withdrawn? I mean, can you honestly say, “Look at her, she’s withdrawn just enough to make me feel comfortable.” Bleh. The kids liked me, though. They didn’t like to listen to me, but they liked me.

I also have to walk down “The Hill” with my sore foot. I could attempt to wait out the bus, but that might take hours. Even then I wouldn’t know which bus to get on. I think the bus that I would need is about halfway down the steps from where my advisor’s office is.

I’ve been thinking about my hair, and I think I might get it cut if I can come up with the money. I’ll probably just get it layered again. That’s what I always do. I find the latest layered hair cut, and I get that one done.

If you want to see my horrible acting, then you can view it on YouTube here. Keep in mind that I wasn’t feel well when this was shot. I’m normally much better. I also don’t mean for my voice to sound like Britney Spears’.

I wish I could block a certain someone from viewing my site. If anyone has that someone’s IP address, I would really appreciate it. It’s time that he stops getting fuel for his attacks on me, so if anyone has his IP address…please help a girl out.

Speaking of stalking freaks, the guy who stalked me the past 3 years on campus has been reappearing recently. I don’t know how he found me, but it’s really creeping me out. I’m glad school gets out soon, so maybe I can escape from him.

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Janet Morris

I'm from Huntsville, Alabama. I've got as many college credits as a doctorate candidate, and the GPA of some of them, too. I have a boss by the name of Amy Pond. She's a dachshund. My parents both grew up in Alabama.