Everything is better with sluts. Forest sluts, sluts of Dracula, witches turning people into sluts, and the Sluts of the Ring series. I hear The Two Towers is the hottest part.
The weekend was nice. Rachel came up to visit, but mostly because she had to drop her cat off at her sister’s. She left Sunday morning.
And so I had my adviser meeting this morning, having them give me my senior checkup. I came out of that meeting ecstatic. Why?
Because Chem II is not a required course for a higher level class and is not a part of the Computer Science college, I can get a D in it.
Which means I’m slotted to graduate this year.
“Holy Balls” still does not describe the surprise I felt when I found this out. I just need to apply for graduation, get special permissions to enter this assessment I need to take, and drop my Parallel Computing class (I don’t need it for graduating). Then I can cruise control my way into a diploma.
Knowing that I will be graduating this fall feels…weird, actually. Schooling for 18 years. From 6 to 24, I have been on the constant flow of education. And now it’s almost done. Technically, I was not required to college things up, but I felt the need to. I can’t easily say if it was worth it or not. Several parts are, some aren’t. The experience was, overall, pretty positive. I can also say that this “experience” is not for everyone, but that’s more of a discussion on how business influences education.
It was in my recent years that I began to question being at UNO. Is it worth it? Is the debt really worth this sheet of paper? Well, without college, I would’ve never:
- Known about Anime NebrasKon
- Watch Mavs hockey for free
- Created a video game for a grade in a class
- Taught a Java class
- Had my job at Cargo Zone
- Found Rachel
- Played Team Fortress 2
- Broken my toe
- Grown a taste for fancy beer
- Make solid college friends that I will always stay in contact with
I’m the sure the list could go on (like getting laid), but I’m pretty sure that all of these things would have been delayed, if not just sat there undiscovered. So was it worth it? I’d think so.
Guess I can make an actual toast on New Years to the rest of my life. Cheers.
For a while, it seemed like shit was getting worse and worse financially. Most of my bills landed in the same week near the end of September, so it left me in a bit of a rut. Surprising how one paycheck in the middle of October (and a higher one at that) seems to make things all better. Most of the spending card is paid off, bills are paid, and more money is being sent to medical stuff.
Even with that situation at hand, I was still able to visit the lady. It hurt to see that card balance afterward, but oh well. It was worth it.
I can’t really think of anything new that’s been happening, other than midterms, homework, and NebrasKon stuff hitting me in the same week. Overwhelming, indeed.
At long last, my goddamn special shoe for my foot no longer needs to be worn. The doctor said to wear the boot for 4-6 weeks. At the end of the 5th week, I felt that my foot was in good enough of a condition to not require the special shoe. Unfortunately, this first day of foot freedom was probably not the best day to do it, as I had to go to a wedding reception that night. Nice shoes are never comfortable.
The reception went well. It’s great to see a high school friend tie the knot and start a new chapter. He also had an open bar, which was pretty nice. To get the single men to participate in stuff, they had a limbo contest. The prize was a $50 Best Buy gift card. If they didn’t have young children do this (and if I didn’t pop every joint in my body), I probably would’ve won that damn card. But alas, I came out of it empty-handed, with only incredibly sore legs to remember it by.
The wedding got me thinking of the relationships I’ve gone through in the past. The high school sweetheart, online dating, the year long ordeal that was more like me banging my head against a wall, the 4 month fling afterward where banging every day was not out of the ordinary, and now my current one. I’d do anything for Rachel. We’ll see how things go when she comes back to Nebraska after graduating.
I somehow got myself sick yesterday, probably from eating so much damn salt from that Souper Meal ramen bowl. I’m essentially over it now, with the only side effect of me being incredibly tired.
Back to work.