Well last week, if things really couldn't get any worse, I went to log on to my computer to work on my paper and when it logged on, it went to a default profile because a virus has gotten on my computer and is preventing it from logging into my actual profile. Thank god nothing got deleted and we could pull everything off. I called Best Buy to see how much they would want to fix it. They wanted almost $900 to fix my 5 year old computer. Um... Never going to happen. So I ordered a new computer. I decided to go with a MAC. I hope it's worth all the hype.
I got the grade back on my first paper. I was not happy with the grade I got, but the teacher assured me that a C on my paper was not a bad thing. It means I did exactly what I was supposed too but didn't go above and beyond what I could have done. We do have a chance to re-write one of the first two essays after we get the grade back on the second paper. I was more confident on the second paper but that always seems to be the case. I hope I get a better grade on this paper than the first one. We have already started our Research paper for the semester. I'm doing mine on how Technology is a leading factor to childhood obesity. I should be about to get 8-12 pages out of that. I need to get my ass in gear and figure out what classes I am going to take next semester. I'm so ready to be done with school it's not even funny.
Pomona is 8 days away. I am so ready to get away I just wish I had more money saved up. I hate traveling on a budget. It kind of sucks. It will be kind of nice to just go and enjoy being out of town without having to hear people yelling and screaming all the time. I don't have to hear Nicholas screaming because he doesn't get his way. A big plus is that I don't have to watch him at all for a week. Huge plus.
So this so called fued with my cousin and I has been going on for about a year now. I was asked the other day if I regret anything I said to her? And when I think about it... nope! I do not regret a damn thing I said to her. From afar for the last year I have watched her health deteriorate. She weighs maybe like 100lbs and she still thinks she is fat and she wonders why she has issues with her stomach pains and acid reflux. I know what I said might have been mean the way I said it but it needed to be said. It's been kind of nice not having to hear all the complaining and whining and drama from her. So here is too the rest of hopefully a long time of not talking to her.
Chris and I are ok I guess. It's better than fighting all the time which seems to come in spurts.
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