♣ M E G A update.
Friday, December 11, 2009 || 5:20 PM




Assuming junior year would be easy was a big mistake. It's not like it's hard work, but the stress and mental factors are HUGE. Having an anxiety disorder fucking sucks. If you don't have one, especially if you don't have GAD, then you won't know how bad it actually is. I can't stop worrying about the littlest of things and it's driving me crazy. ;__;

I have the fucking sculpture project from hell. Our teacher has horrible time management skills and assumes we're all going to be awesome at cutting glass and shit. It's ridiculous. I have a ton of holes and the blue glass breaks at every place. She even told me it was the hardest glass to cut and has messed up a few of my pieces. I wish it was magically done.

I job shadow at salon 218 now. I went in for the first time and it was pretty fun. I'm supposed to go in tomorrow, but I don't really have time. Hopefully next week, 'cause I'm not sure I'll be back until after break. To anyone who wants to get into a certain industry, I suggest job shadowing. You don't have to pay anything, the people are nice, and you learn a lot more. Depending on what the job is, you may even be able to be hands on. I cannot. I heard back from Don Roberts and can start classes next year, but it's over eleven thousand, so I don't think I'll be able to attend.

I've started role playing again. Huzzah. I've got a few forums started again, and I may post links when more people join, aside from two. I'm actually going to see if I could start another one. That, or I'll just write a smutty story involving god-like beings, but not actual gods. <3

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