Tuesday, June 23, 2009

The Humility of Humidity

I really struggle for title names... but it is quite humid here and my hair tends to do frizzy, curly things because of it, so... Plus I'm a sucker for alliteration.

Because I'm a sentimental person (and because I needed to pick up my degree) I went by my former college, yesterday. Sadness. However, I have a friend who is in one of my former classes and she wants me to sit in with her on Wednesday. I don't see this friend very often because we are mostly only situational friends who see each other when we happen to be in the same places. But I do think she is awesome and the class happens to be one of my favorites, so I'll probably do it. Plus she's having what she describes a "religious crisis." I have empathy for her in that regard. My crisis is pretty much over because now I realize that I'm probably screwed either way. And it's not pessimism, it's realism. I have a good spirit or core or whatever, but I do some lousy things at times. And sometimes I do some pretty awesome things. Then sometimes I don't do things at all. I don't want to speak for all females (of course I will anyway cause I'm a giver), but our hormones really suck donkey balls.

In conclusion, I think I will start taking testosterone injections, shave my head, change my name to Phil, and buy a truck. At least then the humidity won't fuck up my hair.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Full Circle

I'm back to hating my current school, again. I hate pretty much all the students. I definitely hate all the administrative staff that can't find their asses from a hole in the ground. I only have 1 professor that I actually see face-to-face. He is a very nice (prob too nice) guy who asks questions and look pleadingly into the faces of his students for some type of intelligent involvement. I usually don't like to speak up in class but I feel forced to because I am somewhat empathetic to his need to know that at least 1 of the 35 or so students in his class has at least half an active brain left. This trend is all too common and it's very discouraging to me. Sometimes I feel like dropping out and going back to the world of the 9-5 zombie existence that I used to actually get paid for.

I really feel for you, Masked Philosopher. If your students are as bad (or dare I say worse) than these, I really don't know how you manage to make it through the day without some type of bloodshed (figuratively meaning of course).

Friday, June 12, 2009

Something I Heard in a Movie Once

I don't know if any of you have seen the movie "Shortbus," but I recommend it if you are like me and have always searched for soft pornography with a real story. Anyway, there is a line from it that I thought was so perfect: "I used to want to change the world but now I'd just like to leave the room with a little dignity."

Monday, June 8, 2009

Not So Bad

I'm getting more accustomed to the new school. Actually, it's not too terribly different than my old school in regards to the types of students that go there (lazy and not-so-bright). I only have to physically be there for 1 class and the other 2 are online. That helps. The parking is still an f-ing joke, though.

Things are looking a little brighter, I guess. They will definitely look super-sunny when my financial aid money gets deposited into my bank account. I don't think I've ever been quite this financially destitute. As long as I can hold out for a few more days all will be good.

I still don't like politics, but maybe I will learn to at least appreciate them. And if I can't appreciate them, at least I'll be very knowledgeable on the subject. Optimism!

Monday, June 1, 2009

Quick Thought

I'm not sure if it's the school I'm going to or the major I chose that I hate. It could be both. However, I have grown accustomed to sticking to and with things I hate, so I will carry on with a fake smile and an artificial gleam in my eye for information I don't particularly care that much about. It could just be that I am cynical lately.