Because of this, and because I need somewhere to vent, I figured that I will ramble and rant on here for a moderately long enough time on Tuesdays.
Why Tuesdays?
Because I like Tuesdays, and so I will most likely be in a fair mood on Tuesdays. (and because it is literally the only day I regularly have free)
School is almost done, and I feel rather accomplished this year. I have learned to think logically, (and do some absolutely useless truth tables)I have learned how to evaluate great literature (which is not so hard as it sounds), I have learned to speak in front of a classroom (very useful class), and I have learned how to get things done when my instructor throws them at me the day before they are due (if you can't tell, I don't really think highly of my music appreciation instructor's teaching techniques).
I am very close to transferring to UCCS. I should be able to transfer next fall, going in for a Psychology degree. Hopefully, the transition will go smoothly (and I hope to enjoy classes there.)
Speaking of psychology, I think that I have learned more from Dostoevsky and his theories interwoven into his books than I have from any of my classes. I read the Brothers Karamazov a couple of years ago, and had a very hard time understanding it. It was great, but a little difficult. After picking Crime and Punishment up in September, I couldn't set it down. That book has more psychology and difficult theories--more deep philosophical subjects--than any textbook could introduce. To cut things short, I loved it. So then I decided to read The Idiot. Again, Dostoevsky can really add a lot of depth and theory to a lovely story. The ending was sad and disappointing, but I am still thinking about something the main character said. He said something to the effect that both atheism and communism are products of the catholic church. Now that is something to study and look into.
I have also learned a lot with my new job. Well, it's not quite new--I started halfway through September--but it is very challenging.
I work at a Wal-Mart pharmacy. While it may seem like a great job, it is very difficult to stay calm when people are irate and impatient. I never knew that so many people would act that way around strangers. It is completely understandable that some people, who have been waiting two and a half hours for their medication, would get upset. But my job is difficult because I never know who is going to get upset with me, and I haven't been taught enough to fix anyone's problems. A real big problem, though, is that Mother is convinced that I should become a pharmacist. That is never going to happen. It may be hard for me, but when you are a pharmacist all the little things pile up into one big problem that you are responsible for. I like my job right now, but I really can't see myself being yelled at for a regular job. Nope, I think I'll stick with Occupational Therapy.
Well, those are all the thoughts I can think of right now, and if anyone actually made it to this point without just skipping everything in the middle,
Thanks for Trying.
If, however, you actually read everything I wrote, you are astoundingly perseverant, and I applaud you for that.
Sorry for boring whoever reads this page,
