Yeah, I’m not singing the song or talking about the story I wrote either.

The past few days have been a little emotional, rollercoaster, just very ‘God help me like’ if you know what I mean… so where do I start out?

Wednesday, we went overtime at the paper because one of my pages was corrupted and didn’t go into .pdf right to give to the press. Talk about FRUSTRATING. Finally we got it right and I don’t even remember what time I got home now.

Thursday, I’ll talk in more detail in a private post after this one so if you guys don’t have the password and want it, just email me at karah @ trackbunnyfilms.com and if I feel you’re special enough, I’ll give it to you. But Thursday started out with Sociology and then me at the office until 2 when I came to work. I’m tired of my job. TIRED OF IT. Never thought I would be but I have just gotten just tired of it. So after work, I went upstairs and waited around for Kevin to come back because he forgot about a radio meeting so we could practice and turns out… guess who is having a concert here on the front lawn of the campus Monday? Mandisa from American Idol (the bigger black girl) and this guy named Jon McLaughin who sings this song “Beautiful Disaster” (not Kelly’s version either), but I know the song I’ve heard it, so I’m going to try to interview them, especially Mandisa for the paper and hopefully I’ll get to meet her since I’m technically a part of the radio station and the radio station is putting it on.

So I get home just in time to watch Grey’s Anatomy and I’m sorry, but I don’t like Gizzie (Izzie + Georgie). I just don’t like them together. I like Callie. I love Callie. Callie is my favorite girl besides Bailey. But yeah, George showing up at the end.. no. I just hope Meredith gives her sister a chance. Eh, enough on that and more in the private post coming up.

So today, I wake up and come to Broadcasting & Culture and then went to therapy and mostly… talked about my love life… or lack there of. We talked about the issues with guys I’ve had and got really into detail about that and told her some things that have happened to me, and what’s going on now and just, issues that I have. It was a good “getting it out there” experience. Then I was 10 minutes late for Media Crit (which I have a B in right now) and as I walk in, this chick who I don’t like goes “she’s 11 minutes late, does that make her abscent?” and I was like “what the hell is your problem? If you must know I was in therapy” and apparently I came in just in time with a heated abscene policy talk… apparently the bitch was mad her grade so far was dropped a letter grade because of not coming to class. Anyway, I wasn’t and talked to the teacher afterwards about what all was going on and stuff and he said I was fine and he believes me and that he could tell I wasn’t one of those that don’t go to class for the hell of it and all of that, so that made me feel better.

So now I’m at work… working from 2 to 10 tonight and I have the WORST headache ever. The classes for next semester has been released and from what I can tell, I will more than likely be going to class only on Monday Wednesday and Friday. My astronomy class I want is at 10 in the morning until 10:50 and then the lab is on Monday nights from 8 to 10:30pm… which makes for a hella long day. The only thing I don’t like is that the Television Directing / Producing class which is a new class they’re offering is being taught on Monday and Wednesdays from 5 to 7:45 and grrr, on Wednesday nights I’m busy with the paper! I’m only taking 12 or 13 hours, then 6 hours in the summer and 12 in the fall. I’m getting another 11 electives in but oh well.

Homecoming is this weekend too and I’m not going… why? Fuck school, yet I wrote a fucking editorial about showing school spirit in the paper this week. Ha. Ok… going to write private post now.

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