Three classes, five hours, one giant pain in the behind. The two hours of contracts is a complete waste of life. To make things worse, ten minutes after I wished a fare-the-well to the two hours of mindless contract jabber, I had to be in my seat ready to "learn".
Thursdays, as has been well established, smash the happiness from me. “Stupid” Class runs for a very long two hour period. I cannot escape the doom that is the class. It makes me question all things fair and just in the world.
Good News: I was granted an interview by the organization whose recruiter I met at the career fair (who attended my rival university). Apparently I made a good impression. The interview is tomorrow afternoon.
Bad News: Not only does this make things more complex for the decision-making area of my already over-taxed brain, but all I have been thinking about lately are the other organization with whom I have interviewed. I do not think I can handle more anxiety.
Good News: I am really tired and will fall right to sleep from the energy-burning classes today.
Bad News: I have a Dentist's Appointment at 8:30AM tomorrow.
Good News: I am mentally ready to send the Dean the letter that will most definitely make waves at the Law School. The letter will be in the mail tomorrow.
Bad News: I am mentally ready to send the Dean the letter that will most definitely make waves at the Law School. The letter will be in the mail tomorrow.
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