Mission: Accomplished

Alright so the title speaks for itself: Mission: Accomplished. Basically (the short version), I went to therapy today, had a killer session, made some progress (some real big progress) for a nice change. I think the Warden's proud :P. Anyhow, these realizations are hitting me fast and hard. My head feels like it's going to explode, it's a really crappy feeling actually. It's a blizzard of emotions and I don't see that damn light anywhere close by.

So that big payout I was banking on when Big Poppa got back from his cruise? Yeah, let's just say he called my bluff. Not that I was actually bluffing, but let's agree that I walked away empty handed and he's feeling real good about himself. Moral of the story: don't spend expecting someone to pay just because they say they will. Next time, I'm charging it. Jackass.

It's a good thing I have another three weeks (2 pay checks) before I need to pay MC back. Now, dont go thinking I'm having financial troubles, it's just very hard to part with hard-earned money. And I don't like it ONE BIT! 

Moving along, this Statistics I class is seriously up my bum. I mean really, 65 pages of reading, the first day? How absolutely ridiculous is this?! It's boring, dense and totally uninteresting, plus the psychos who wrote the damn thing are so damn proud of themselves for knowing a thing or two about statistics and practically attempt to shove it down your throat. Anyhow, it's nice to be back in school, on a schedule (no matter how lax it is) and doing work. There's something about doing homework that is so liberating.... ah! that's right: finishing it up :P.

Anyhow, I'm clearly rambling when I should probably be finishing up the last 12 of the 65 insanely boring pages of said reading. Then watching Gossip Girl and One Tree Hill. Who loves Monday night television? I CERTAINLY DO!

A Demain!