wolven7 | Don't know what to write in this space, this evening. So you get this.

I feel like a quitter.... i'm looking at the fact that i had a class, i had set myself up to take said class, and i was, at least partially, committed and dedicated to this class. And then i dropped it. It was gone. Because it didn't mesh with the rest of my schedule. I feel like a quitter. But i try to tell myself that i'm not, and that i'll be taking another math class, next semester. but it doesn't seem to help.. I feel like a flake, and quitter, because i dropped One Class.

I try to console myself by saying, Don't worry, everyone does it. Everyone drops a class, eventually... but it doesn't help. It does nothing... So i sit, and i look at the irrational self-loathing, and, as i write it down, to perhaps absolve myself, i feel an air of facetiousness, creeping into the writings... And i don't mean it to. This was/is really bothering me....

"But it wasn't lending anything to my other courses, and the book was so damned expensive!" he cried. "I'll take the class, when i'm doing more logistically-based courses. It'll work better, that way... You'll see..." After his excuses had been made, he sat and stared at his hands, waiting for some word of approval, agreement, or derision...

Anyway, i did buy my books, today, and they came out to $215.87, for four books, each with less than three hundred pages. Huzzah. And i've still one more, to go. *sigh*... Here's hoping that i don't have any more dreams about crazed, once-friendly individuals, trying to kill me, tonight. There were other portions of that dream, that came to me during the day. Like something having to do with an arcade, again... Very odd.. set up like a house i saw today, too.. Blech..

Anyway, babbling, and i think it's time to watch "Titus," again. Or maybe, "The Insider," from the beginning... Who knows... I'll see you all later.

Dream Well