Clarity

Blogger didn't save my earlier post, so I'll try to skim what I wrote.

Psych is stupid.

I got the run around trying to get someone to give the OK for summer classes near my house.

Was so stressed out by the situation that I made the decision of just taking the needed summer classes here. So in May I'll go home. June I'll come back to take Chem 111 and a math. In July I will go back home and take Bio 102 and Chem 112. I found out that the man who failed me for bio and is the hardest teacher here is teaching during the summer. I rather not push my luck. I couldn't bear it if he failed me again. I'll have 16 credits, and be able to take organic and physics during the year. Yeah I know, its rough, but I'm stressed out and crying to John Mayer songs. What last night was really stressful. I wrote a post during the stressful time, I'll post it later.

In other news, I may have a crush on Jesus.

I don't know if you remember the entry I wrote about the guy in my English class. He is uber smart, and religious, and he kind of made me feel like a sinner. At first I thought he was just cocky. Like "yeah I read the bible and all of you are going to hell" as he floats through the classroom to his seat in the corner.

Recently(well actually soon after that entry) I began to see him in another light. He is deeply introspective, and not at all cocky. Sure he is religious, but it seems to be his own personal relationship with his religion, he isn't shoving it in our faces, like the "you are going to hell" guys on Wednesday.

He is cute. Kind of has that Northwest feel. Shaggy hair, a lot of brown, very earthy. There is something about this air around him, like nothing bad touches him.

Surprisingly this crush on Jesus(whose real name is Josh) is not in that "Art Boy" way. He has a girlfriend first of all, but it's like I admire him. Like he's such an interesting and whole person, that I envy. Mainly because there are many days when I feel unsure, as in yesterday. There are many days, when I want just cry. And I wish I was at a point in my life where I wasn't always so hard on myself. I wish I had his seemingly effortless ability at playing it cool.

Anyway.

I briefly stated there was pre-med drama a couple of days/weeks ago.

That all came to ahead today when they said something about me. Apparently they are annoyed that I don't talk to anyone in the club, and that I need to get over my shyness. They are the two wenches me and Kay went to the club with. They are on an attack and we are all targets. They also have been saying mean things to Kay, and apparently I have some how become guilty by association.

So instead of coming back with tales of Hot drug dealers I may give the info on how a big fight broke out, hopefully I won't be involved, but I'll make sure to aim for the knees if it comes to it.