bitterdiva

Total bloody washout

During the course of my hiatus from work, I dreamt of class work – especially the work I have to do for my English class. I woke up with an understanding of the entire concept my professor wished we all had, then that euphoria left me with a “I’m not going to get an ‘A’ in this class” feeling. That feeling has loomed about me during the remainder of the week and it increases as the days go by to where I have to return to class.

With that feeling of impending doom I have decided not to care about the class. I will try my best to bend to the professor’s desires without compromising my integrity and if I fail to meet his expectations, it’s his fault and not mine. I will then proceed to pour my heart and devotion to the art of writing into a letter directed to the dean of Liberal Arts and Sciences along with the chair of the English Department (which I do not believe the professor is) and explain to them in an utmost intelligent manner that the class would be better taught by a feces-flinging baboon.

Turning towards a different subject, I successfully completed two full days of work after my surgery. Everyone was immensely kind and gave me speedy recovery wishes, hell, I even received a couple of hugs. I didn’t mind so much the stack of paperwork in my inbox until I realized that it would take me three days to catch up. As I tilt my head to the rumor mill, I hear the faint whisperings of projects that will soon be taking residence in my inbox. It’s good to know that although I was missed greatly, I am expected to get my nose back the grindstone and complete some tasks.

The capital region currently is a skating rink and I left my skates in the closet. What would make the iced trees much better is if the sun would return and make it a shiny rink. Thus far, April has been a washout and the trend is expected to continue, with a snowstorm on Monday. My only wish is that we get a blizzard early in the day and close my college thus releasing me from the agony I know as Eng. Comp. I. It all returns full circle back to that bloody class. Until then, I’m be gnawing my fingernails off.

06:07 PM

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