Monday, January 12

Week 4

Today I am anxiously awaiting to hear from the Registrar's Office at SFA to see if I can move on with my life or if I have to take another class. I am ready to be done. I'd rather french kiss a cobra than deal with SFA for a few more months. They don't make much easy, which is amazing considering the amount of people that actually want you to do well and will help you out.

The job search continues to be lame. What was I thinking? An art degree. I'd like to send a message to to kids out there: Kids. Don't follow your dreams. If you do, you're an idiot. Don't do what you want to do, do what will get you a job. It's not selling out. OK, it is, but would you rather be a sell out who can afford to eat something other than ramen noodles or would you rather be a non-conformist who gets stabbed in a back alley for your jacket and shoes?

This weather is keeping me sick, but I've started ride my bike to get out of the apartment and get some air, sun, and exercise. I rode over to Rice and I think I'll keep going over there. The campus is gorgeous and the students are cool. Trendy nerds. I want to ride over to Relient to see if there is anything interesting or if it is all blocked off. And once I build up some stamina I can follow the trail by the bayou to Med Center, Hermann Park, and the museum district.

Because of my restricted budget I had to buy cheaper coffee. Cheap coffee is terrible. All of it. I miss Java Jacks. Thats all I wanted to say.

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