As I told a good friend of mine this week, “Ever have one of those days where nothing really bad happens, but at the end of it you really need a smile?”
I had like four of those days this week.
First of all, I’m pissed off at my Pols 290 class. For one thing, I found out this week that it’s essentially worthless to me – because I’m three classes short of a minor in political science and that isn’t one of them. I’m currently requesting 16 hours next semester – 6 of them political science. I figure I can get that minor, and I might as well go for it. The second reason I’m pissed off at it is because I’m doing absolutely terrible in the class – the professor’s Asian and I can’t understand him (this is, by the way, about the fourth time this has happened to me, and it’s negatively affected my grade three of those times), and it doesn’t help that he rambles on about anything he wants to during class – it’s impossible to tell what he considers important information and what he doesn’t, because he doesn’t emphasize anything.
Second of all, there’s a big clusterfuck (for lack of a better word) going on at my radio station. I won’t mention names or specifics, but let’s just say a whole lot of people are pissed off at each other, one of them did something about it, and now there’s a fair chance that the entire operation could degenerate into full-scale warfare. I mean, people just HATE each other now. I wasn’t around for past editions of the station, but I can’t imagine things have ever been as bad as they are now in that area.
Third of all, and partially on that topic, there’s something very important going on Sunday morning and afternoon that I refuse to mention specifically in this space until after it happens. I don’t want to jinx it. It’s not often you know that something is a turning point in your life before it happens, but there’s a good chance this will be. I’ll try to explain better when I know what’s going on. But I’m scared out of my mind something will go wrong.
Fourth of all, I’m getting nowhere trying to get over a certain someone. I decided I need to do it, but all the women I know even remotely at all are attached. Ironic, actually. I’ve had many, many problems with women in 20 1/2 years, but all the ones I know being attached was never a problem – until now. I guess it figures that now that I’m actually feeling ready to start throwing myself out there a little more that I can’t do it.
Fifth of all, I’m applying to WNDU for a production assistant job there, but I know I won’t get it. I had been so sure that I needed to get some kind of internship this summer, and nothing has come up. I applied a bunch of different places and sent feelers out to a bunch of others, and nothing. I don’t even know what I’m going to do. I don’t like to think about it.
Sixth of all, and the only piece of good news this week, Michelle got engaged to her boyfriend last week. Five years ago, no one would have guessed that the first friend of mine to get married would be a girl I was once crazy about, but there it is. She called me one of her best friends when she told me about it, saying she had to tell me because of that. It took me aback somewhat because, although I’ve known her for over four years now and she is very important to me, I never thought of us as being all that close – at least, up until this semester I hadn’t thought that – except for that couple of months freshman year where I talked to her every day because I didn’t know anyone. She was so helpful then and I’ll never forget that. I’m babbling.
Tomorrow’s the Wine Party and another fantasy draft. Sunday’s the Very Important Thing and the radio show. Then Monday – finally – is opening day. I’m so excited.