Saturday, December 30, 2006

My dad really drives me crazy sometimes

*sigh* There's no reason why my dad couldn't have decided to go the mall to begin with, or you know, plan his vacation time so that he wouldn't spend all day on Monday writing reviews. He asked me to go to the mall and find the gigantic remote for my grandfather's christmas present, however I haven't the faintest idea where to start looking, not to mention it's still the week after Christmas when everyone's off...the mall is packed and I don't feel great. Plus, I have a lesson to do today for church. My mom didn't want to go either because she's not feeling great and she too has a lesson to do. So my dad got all pissed off and stomped upstairs. I mean, seriously, I had to learn time management and figure how to plan the things I had to do so that they were done on time. Plus, my brother is the one that saw the remote when he was out Christmas shopping. While he can't remember where exactly he saw it, at least he has a better idea than the rest of us. And oh! Guess what? He's 19 years old and more than capable of driving any of the three cars currently at home. Gah!

And here I was, going to tell them how excited I was over getting the A in my American Revolution class. *grins* That put my grade point for the semester at a 3.5 - beating my brother :) It was a great semester, even if I did carry 16 credits this semester. But my dad doesn't listen to anyone when he's in this mood. He tends to just piss me off and piss off the rest of the world. He is just so unreasonable sometimes. It's like he just snaps. And then of course, even if someone then decides to do it anyway, he stays pissed off at the world and does it anyway. My parents both do this time from time to time and have always done lesser versions of it. I gotta say that episodes of this nature aren't going to make me want to confide in my parents. And they wonder why I don't tell them anything.

Monday, December 25, 2006

Merry Christmas!

I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas. I know I did :) I even got the one thing I wanted most - an external hard drive! I got a few other things as well, but that was the biggest :) I also found out today that I got a B in my American Lit class :) So A's in Choir and Music Theory and B's in Con Law and American Lit, with my American Revolution grade not posted yet (no wonder, my TA's hadn't yet finished grading our papers/presentations from December 4/5/6 when we took the final on the 20th!) In any case, it's been a good Christmas for me and I hope it was great for everyone else as well.

Thursday, December 14, 2006

I just get so frustrated sometimes

I hate how sometimes I feel like I'm a secondclass citizen within my own family. It wasn't a big deal when I got into NMU, or even into Madison as a transfer student, but when my brothers apply and get into their top choices, it's a huge deal and warrants dinner out. For me at least, it's another reminder of why I'm now starting to speed down the path of being ready to move out on my own. For me, that's not financially feasible until I finish college a year from now, but the goal is to have a job soon after graduation and preferrably away from my family so I can truly get out on my own. The idea scares me some, and in all reality it should, but it doesn't terrify me anymore.

At this point, I also wish my family would leave me the hell alone for the next week, but of course my family has no idea what that concept is.

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

It's finals time - my family needs to leave me the hell alone

Seriously, it's finals time. My family needs to leave me the hell alone and let me study.

Naive professors

I've always found it a little naive (or perhaps they simply don't care, which I find even more idiotic) of professors to set a crapload of reading at the end of the semester. With everything else that goes on at the end of the semester from papers to projects to studying for finals, professors have to know that reading is going to fall through the cracks. If it's a choice between doing reading and getting a paper done, the paper's going to win. Now, if the professor simply doesn't care, then I'm not sure they should be teaching.