Still feel like I’m drowning in homework. I am lost in colloquium. Not sure what the homework is there this week. He said it so fast that I didn’t have time to write it down. Then he shot out of there and now I dont know if I can email him? Wouldn’t that look like a shitty student? I don’t know my class well enough to ask ———– wait. I know 2 girls. One is my pharmacist. Ain’t that a hoot? Well, she’s a tech, but still. She hands me our meds even month. Embarrassing. Hopefully she keeps her mouth shut. I have several classes with her. She seems really sweet and she says hi to me and talks to me in class, which I appreciate as the old dog. But I don’t have any classes with her today. BUT this other gal is in my bio class this morning. I’ll ask her. If I remember. Grrr.
Memory still sucks. Getting better though. I missed one on my psychology quiz. What is that? a 90? I need to do better if I’m to maintain a 3.2 for nursing school and to keep my scholarships.
There is one boy who is nice to me. He’s my lab partner but he’s in honors so he’s in most of my classes. He sits next to me in 2 of them, and is my table/lab partner in the others. Sweet kid. Cute kid. Oh, to be 18 again. He doesn’t seem embarrassed at all to talk to me. I know I’m not a monster, but I am old enough to be most of the classes mom. What’s better, he does the lab work while I take the notes and be his assistant. Works for me. Especially when we get to the snakes and cockroaches. fucking barf. He started laughing yesterday – really hard. I asked him what he was laughing about , and he pointed to my left. That fucking snake in that fucking cage was leaned up and over , pressing his ugly ass face in to the glass cage as he stared at me. He was literally 12 inches from me. I about had a heart attack. I forgot I was sitting that close to the nasty thing. I’d like to move, but then J won’t be my partner, and he’s cool. So I won’t. Dammit.
Alrighty. Time to wake up the troops. Peace.