I recently read a text by Glitta she seems to be a woman with no direction. She knows where she wants to go. The only problem is she needs a map. Even though Glita has a life she is so busy enthralled with her daily routines of living she has forgotten her place.
How I can relate, the last 8 weeks of my life have been the most complex in a long time. I’m currently enrolled in 2 college classes. I have not attended school since Moses parted the Red Sea. When I go to sleep I have dreams of my computer keyboard coming alive .The keys are fanglike teeth, and the cord is a dragon’s tail. It eats’ me alive. I have been so busy doing nothing. I have neglected to go to the gym, resulting in a 15 lb. weight gain. My eyebrows have attached themselves, resembling Siamese twins. If my dog could talk I’m sure he would have called P.E.T.A on me to report his unkept coat. I usually cook at least three times a week. I some how manage to cook now only on Sunday’s and by Thursday, my kids and husband dare to eat anymore leftovers. They fear the plantlike growth mounting inside.
I sit and I watch all of my younger fellow classmates. I listen and observe carefully while they hold conversations about the classes they are taking. Just the other day a young girl approximately 23 years of age talked about how she had exam’s coming up for 4 classes. She said she only worked on the weekends. I wondered how do they do it here I am, unemployed and taking only 2 courses. My three year old is a job within it’s self. She goes to pre-school that gives me time to focus on my schoolwork. I fee guilty because I can leave her there for an extra 3 hours for eight extra dollars each time she stays later. I’m sure I have spent at least 32 dollars extra in the last 2 weeks (do the math). The semester is just about over and I plan on enrolling in two more classes. This time I will use my time more wisely; affording me less mental meltdown.
How I can relate, the last 8 weeks of my life have been the most complex in a long time. I’m currently enrolled in 2 college classes. I have not attended school since Moses parted the Red Sea. When I go to sleep I have dreams of my computer keyboard coming alive .The keys are fanglike teeth, and the cord is a dragon’s tail. It eats’ me alive. I have been so busy doing nothing. I have neglected to go to the gym, resulting in a 15 lb. weight gain. My eyebrows have attached themselves, resembling Siamese twins. If my dog could talk I’m sure he would have called P.E.T.A on me to report his unkept coat. I usually cook at least three times a week. I some how manage to cook now only on Sunday’s and by Thursday, my kids and husband dare to eat anymore leftovers. They fear the plantlike growth mounting inside.
I sit and I watch all of my younger fellow classmates. I listen and observe carefully while they hold conversations about the classes they are taking. Just the other day a young girl approximately 23 years of age talked about how she had exam’s coming up for 4 classes. She said she only worked on the weekends. I wondered how do they do it here I am, unemployed and taking only 2 courses. My three year old is a job within it’s self. She goes to pre-school that gives me time to focus on my schoolwork. I fee guilty because I can leave her there for an extra 3 hours for eight extra dollars each time she stays later. I’m sure I have spent at least 32 dollars extra in the last 2 weeks (do the math). The semester is just about over and I plan on enrolling in two more classes. This time I will use my time more wisely; affording me less mental meltdown.
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This is awesome and you should keep blogging. I'm trying not to wake anyone with my laughter.
"I have not attended school since Moses parted the Red Sea. When I go to sleep I have dreams of my computer keyboard coming alive .The keys are fanglike teeth, and the cord is a dragon’s tail. It eats’ me alive. I have been so busy doing nothing. I have neglected to go to the gym, resulting in a 15 lb. weight gain. My eyebrows have attached themselves, resembling Siamese twins. If my dog could talk I’m sure he would have called P.E.T.A on me to report his unkept coat. I usually cook at least three times a week. I some how manage to cook now only on Sunday’s and by Thursday, my kids and husband dare to eat anymore leftovers. They fear the plantlike growth mounting inside."
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