I’m going to have to take a class this summer.  I hate that.  I’m going to be taking statistics in the morning, when I should be sleeping in.  I was going to get a C in the class, which would have led to me losing my scholarship.  I can’t do that.  I would’ve waited until the fall to take the class, but that would put me with the same teacher and I would make the same mistakes.  This way, I’ll end up with a different teacher, one who is rumored to be easy.  I need easy.  I need good grades.  I need a high GPA so that I can graduate with honors and easily get into grad school.

I got Medicare, which I didn’t expect.  Now I can go back to my old doctor.  With Medicaid, I was having to go to a clinic where they didn’t know anything about me or how to treat me, and I was getting a new doctor every time that I went in.  Now I get to go see someone who has known me since I was a baby.  I like that idea better than the one where I’m with total strangers who know nothing about me.

I keep having internal “fights” with my Advanced Comp. class.  Some of the members, one in particular, seem to be so ignorant.  It’s infuriating.  I am so glad that that class is almost over.  I hate going in there and trying to keep my mouth shut.  I want to argue, but I can’t.  Every time I argue, I’m the only one arguing my position.  No one else seems to agree with me.  I’m used to that, but it’s hard when they act superior to me because they have “knowledge” that I don’t have.  I can cite different studies and legitimate sources, while this one person cites groups that are known to be completely biased and untrustworthy.  They’re the kind that say completely screwed up things about evolution.  I’m okay with someone not agreeing with evolution, but when you’re making up things, like there being dragons that were slayed by Adam to explain fossils, that’s where I draw the line.

I’m a bit nervous when it comes to the whole announcement time of TV shows that comes out in a few weeks.  I keep checking to see what the odds are that Conviction will get picked up, and it doesn’t look all that great for the show.  I’ve grown quite attached to that show, and I don’t want to see it go away.  There are some sources, like the NY Times, that say it has a chance, but others, ones that I’ve never heard of, say that it has little to no chance of being picked up for next season.  I guess that I’m being ridiculous about this whole thing, but I have no life, so TV is very important in my lack of a life.

I have a special thing I have to go to tomorrow that the Graduating Seniors in the Social Work department are throwing for the people who are supposed to graduate next Spring.  I hate the thought of being up here at school on a Saturday.  Saturdays are supposed to be one of my days away from school.  I need time to relax, but I guess that isn’t going to happen tomorrow.  I can’t miss the thing because it’s mandatory, so no skipping is allowed.  The only way I could get out of it is if I had a legitimate excuse.  I don’t have one, so I must go.

Oh, I can now where “normal people sized” clothes.  It’s really cool.  I’m still losing weight, or at least losing size, which doesn’t make sense because I’m always eating because I’m always hungry.  It doesn’t make sense, but who am I to question or complain about what’s going on?

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