Well, I’ve come to realize a few things over the past month. Here they are in random order:
–My family hates my grandmother. She moved back in with my uncle less than two weeks ago, and last week he told her she had to leave again. Somehow he can sleep through his collection of cuckoo clocks, wind chimes, living in a flight path for SeaTac airport, and the dogs nextdoor, yet he can hear my grandmother [literally] tip-toe around the house during the day. He’s a piece of shit, case closed.
–School just may not be for me. Yes, I love learning, and want to better myself, but my schedule and level of group participation just doesn’t mesh well. I’m failing one class and finals are due next week, so we’ll see the end results.
–I’m grumpy. I’m not sure why, yet I know exactly why. We’ll visit this one at a later time.
Work is good. I got a car as well. It’s a 1995 Ford Thunderbird V8. Hauls ass. Not very bad on gas mileage either, but I’ve only really used it for to and from work.