No Whining
My Mom use to have this button that said No Whining. I feel like such a whiner lately. Sure this whole Thai thing is getting ridiculous (I just read an e-mail from the director of my program who stated that he has written a supporting letter, but is NOT optimistic it will be approved by the Dean of our school, which also happens to be the position he will have next year). But other than that I live in paradise- there are more bars in a one mile radius than parking spaces here. And the classes are not that hard- its just more work because I'm at the graduate level. The area is beautiful and I get to walk everywhere I want. And, hello, I'm going to Vietnam this summer (well unless I get kicked out of school because they will not let me drop this class and I get an F*). Mostly, I think I'm just mad at myself for not dropping the Thai class earlier in the quarter because the situation has turned into some big deal when it really isn't.* Look I can't even write about not whining, without whining.
1 Comments:
whine away, sister...you're entitled every so often!
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