bleh kinda day.

Hmmm.. nothing much happening here. Mid-terms start next week, assignments have been handed in, roommates have changed. Computer's still not fixed, but at least I have the money to do it now.

I don't know. I mean. Ugh. The classes I'm taking this semester are... boring. Really really boring. And the instructors give assignments and things, then don't cover the info for them untill the day before they're due, or maybe a couple days after. How the heck are we supposed to do them right? And then they don't tell everyone the same time or place to turn them in, and... Ugh.

Pastry school is looking pretty good right now. I can deal with hot icky kitchens for 14 hours a day. This sitting on my butt in a boring lecture with someone who has no presence and just reads from the book is killing me.

Well, that and the re-re-relearning how to write an essay. Why the hell can't they just give us a style sheet? would it really kill them?

See, the problem with professorial types is that unlike real work, where you get halfway thru something you need to turn in, and the boss walks by and says "what the hell is that, that's not what I want" and you get to start over, you have to turn it in here first, and *then* eventually you get it back with the what the hell is this stuff all over it, and like a 2/10 for the grade. Because, for some odd reason, what people put down as what they want *never actually is* what they want. Bastards.

So yeah. Pastry school.

And did I mention I was running out of jeans?

ugh.

j.