Its just such a depressing day. Its snowing outside, which could mean that its such a wonderful day to curl up under a blanket and read peacefully by a window while the large fluffy wet flakes slowly accumulate outside. Instead I'm sitting in a dimly lit classroom feeling sorry for myself because I'm to lazy to actually try to do my homework. I've been half-assing (or less)the work in all of my classes, except my two studio classes. My Baroque Art History class is beyond boring. I just can't make myself read anything because I just really don't care. Then I feel bad because I respect my teacher. My Prehistoric Art History class is better, at least its very interesting. But again, I'm lazy with my homework. THEN my Human Relations class is just as boring as Baroque, and it gets worse, the teacher is constantly giving us BUSY WORK.
Anyway, I know I'm so failing Baroque, and maybe scraping by in Prehistoric. As for Human Relations, there is so much busy work that none of it can be worth very many points. IDK. Lately I've really been reconsidering becoming a teacher. I think I would rather open my own bar. I enjoyed working at the bar in Jackson, except for my boss. She didn't have the common sense to run a business, and she wanted to do too many things at once and wouldn't compromise. I'm 85.6% sure I could handle my own small business.
Currently I'm very much so seriously considering going home now, before any of my classes start. I only truly enjoy one class on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, and I have to get through 3 other classes to get to it and it doesn't start until 1. I can't go home, I already missed Friday.
Bah Humbug.