I hate this class… It’s like they really don’t want me to graduate.
*sigh*
It’s Career Development and I’m not saying anything here that isn’t going to end up on the class review.
The teacher’s style consists of bloody reading what is up on the Power Point presentation or else in the class packet. *banging head on table*
I didn’t think that was possible to overstate the obvious.*cutting…cutting…deeper*
Jebus I’m bloody writing this entry whilst in class. *oooo.. I was just called upon to tell my Bob King story – not as cool as my Foo Fighters story but whatev…* AS she’s trying to convince people of the possibilities of their massage therapy education. Dear Lord, please tell me these people don’t already know this…
*augh* This is the worst “senioritis” ever. Help me I don’t know that I’m going to make it.* unsheathe sword*
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