Countdown

So, after 16 hardcore weeks, I am done with school. Wait... let me wallow in the glory of the moment.... Yes, I am done with this semester. And all the hard work has paid off. I got three As. Yay for As. With the exception of one crazy teacher, I had good instructors who were flexible and nice. I still need to work on my procrastination problem though. And my organization. I am really organized at work, but in my personal life, I am a freaking mess.

But in twenty short days, I start all over again. This semester I have Precal, American Federal Government and Speech. Speech is required by my college, which pisses me off. Once again I specifically picked teachers that do not do group projects. I hate group projects. And a group project involving a speech? I can think of nothing worse. Anyway, in addition to all those classes, I am taking a four-week baking class. Hooray for baking!

So I am going to try my best to enjoy my twenty-non-school days. Luckily I will only be at work for ten of them. Although, work is getting interesting. I anticipate some major management changes in the next three months. I told someone today that I thought I would stay on for a while just to see what happens. I'll probably be able to write a book about this one day. I have some Christmas festivities planned, a trip to Epcot, some drinking, some visiting with family, some baking, some cleaning and some sleeping. Note to self: need new pajamas. Also, I will be developing some sort of bloggy plan for posting.

My Soul for a Sharpie®

When I was a kid, two weeks before school started, my mom would give my sister and I our budget for school supplies. We would then sit down with the Sunday circulars and determine which stores had the best buys and make our lists, so that we could get the most supplies for our dollars. I love school (and office) supplies. Pens and paper, post-its, markers and stickers. I attribute this to spending so much free time in my mom's classroom and my love of writing. So, I always loved back-to-school time. And I always started the new year confident that I was going to be organized. Typically, that lasted about two weeks. I had good intentions though.

Tomorrow I have my first class of the semester. So, I decided to get my crap together and realized, much to my dismay, that I did not have an empty binder. I am not quite sure how I managed to get this close to school and not have enough supplies. And somehow, I managed to forget about this while I browsed the school supply section at Costco yesterday. I was rather preoccupied with a big set of Sharpies. It included every color, in both bold and fine, and 2 metallic ones and five retractable ones. Oh, how I lust for those Sharpies. Binders are so not sexy compared to those Sharpies. So, now it is 9 p.m. the night before my 8 a.m. Human Growth and Development class, and I find myself both binder and sharpie-less. And I am in my pajamas. And I am apparently all grown up, because I can't manage to find away to care enough to get dressed and go to Walgreens and buy one binder. Maybe Dick will do it for me.

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And my school schedule, for those who are following along at home:
Tuesdays and Thursdays: 8-9:15 a.m. Human Growth and Development
Wednesdays: 6-10 p.m. Financial Accounting
Saturdays: 1-4 p.m. Humanities

I am not sure what possessed me into taking a class in the mornings before work, but I am giving it a try. I need to take 3 classes a semester if I want to make my A.A. graduation goal, which is May 2009. Pray for me, people.