Wow, it's been a week since I've updated? I would say I've been busy, but that's not the case. I did finish my first week of school at Eastern. Honestly, there's not much to say about it. I'm taking classes that I've either taken something similar before, or that is so far below my level that sitting through two and a half hours of lecture kills me with boredom. I'm taking a Psychology 101 lecture, and a lab that kind of goes with it. Both are incredibly boring, and in the worst classrooms I have ever been in (and I went to PCC). The lab isn't too difficult, but the book was $50, and it's seriously a throw-away class. It's only one unit. It's dumb. The psych lecture is SO BORING. My prof is the most boring woman on the planet. I would have SO much fun in psychology class, but she somehow manages to make it torture. Two and a half hours of boring writing. And I never think writing is boring. English, despite the friends I've made in the class, is horrific. I despise analyzing literature. I hate it. I hate it more than I can say. As an English Major I know I'm not supposed to, but it's seriously the hardest thing for me to do. I have never been able to look at a poem or a piece of writing and tell you my interpretation of it. I never have interpretations of writing. I take it either at face value, or I'm too worried about trying to get the right answer. And this prof listens to others' opinions, but she ultimately wants a right answer.
Also, we have TWO group presentations, and I do not work in groups.
But tutoring at 826michigan is still SO fun, and I think I'll get my credentials to teach after I graduate. I'll probably try to get them in California so I can get them with the higher standards that let me teach more places. So, for all you wonderful people pining for me, this means I'll probably come back. I don't know for how long, but I'll be there.
Mother's Day was lovely, and it was the best I've had since Mom died. The Tulip Festival in Holland was so very pretty, and mom had a great day out. Crysta and I made breakfast for the family, and Jay (Crysta's brother) made dinner. I love family time. And dogs. I'm still pining for one, but Baggins and Higgins calmed me down a bit. I just wish I could see them more often.
I still don't have a job, though. I'm nearly out of money and I'm getting desperate. I've applied to at least fifty places, with an average of three applications being sent out a day. Everyone in the Ann Arbor/Ypsilanti area has my resume. I'm about ready to play my guitar on the curb and put out a hat. Hell, if I knew more than one song I'd be out in Downtown every Saturday.
If you could, I'd love some prayer on that. Pray that I find a job quickly. It doesn't have to be great, or pay me exactly what I'm looking for, but I need something, anything.