Lauren (_iamthewalrus) wrote, @ 2008-01-24 12:47:00 |
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Current mood: | aggravated |
So apparently I'm still an amusing little thing for the universe to play with. My original plan was to graduate in December, work for a few months, leave when the weather gets nice. But now, because my school is run by a bunch of jackasses, there won't be a ceremony in December. Naturally, I was a little upset that I wouldn't get to walk the stage but no big deal. Whatever, I could deal with it. Unfortunately, I made the mistake of telling my mother this. So now, I'm stuck in my house, with my parents, until May of next year. I don't know what I'm going to do. I'm going to have to move out. I don't think I'll be able to do it. Living with them the additional three or four months was going to be hell. I can't stay there until May. I don't know. I'll figure something out. Especially since they're so restrictive on me as it is.
On the bright side, I rocked the oral presentation yesterday. I've finally gotten over my fear of talking to large groups of people and only froze up once or twice. I think I'm definitely going to do my thesis on Skinner. He's just too influential to not do it on. Plus I think I can get a good thirty pages out of him, his work and his theories. Plus he's written so much that it won't be a problem getting eight primary sources of writing from him. So that leaves poster for psychopharmacology on quetiapine, emailing my social psych professor so I can do that poster alone, doing my human bio paper for tomorrow and working on my five paper assignment for psych of gender on Crash and prejudices.
And now that I've gone and quit all my games I'm feeling all fic-y. Eh, I'll write something later...