Sweet relief

The draft is done. That is all I need to say. I don't care how it turns out, it's fucking over as far as I'm concerned.

And I have decided not to pursue further coursework in the honors college, in light of things I've learned in the past afternoon. (Oh, this will be fun to explain to Mum.) If the professor is going to play like that, I don't think I want to be involved in that type of shit. I'll have to talk to an advisor at the university to see about getting into the general studies program and pray that I get into something that I won't completely hate and has some relevance to sociology. It feels good to say that, to know that I won't have to go insane writing one big paper that I might or might not screw up on, thus bombing my entire grade for the term. I'll just go insane writing many papers. But I will enjoy it a lot more than the honors college.

I just realized I have 16 hours of volunteer work to do by the end of the term. Shit damn hell. But it will work out because my draft is done.

And April, I got your check today. I saw the front of the envelope. It wasn't funny. ;o)

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I would just like to say that Mar is brilliant. These are hilarious. #9...fucking brilliant. I laughed my ass off. Kudos!