So I changed the colors. I've always liked this black template. No one else did. I don't care. Black it is. This is sure to be a black Christmas anyway.

I went in to see my English professor about my paper and low and behold, my Latin prof shows up. I've been sketchy with going to class the past few weeks. He asked what was going on. I went into the grandfather issue and I start bawling. Straight out bawling. How friggin embarassing. He took me in his office and started this cliché grieving talk. I appreciate his concern and want to help, but it's a little odd to be discussing my personal issues with a professor. Especially with a prof who's class I don't particularly enjoy. So now the entire Classics/Comparitive Literature department knows about my little ordeal. Great.

I was planning on going out tonight, but I need to stay in and study. You don't usually hear that coming out of my mouth. Wowza. Possibly I'll get a check from Pops to pay the first installment of my tuition. Then I can register. Briona told me the classes we wanted (Phil 170 and Comm 132) are both full. Phuck. I inquired for a bank teller position today that is 31-40 hrs a week (more towards the 31 hour side...most definatly!!), so I may have to change everything around anyways. But, I will see if I can work 9-5 Tuesday, Thursday and Friday and then 8-noon on Saturdays. That would keep my school schedule happy and Amanda happy.

I'm hungry. There is no food.
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