Glee, and then some non-glee

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5 Good Things About Today

1. Work went quickly, woohoo!
2. Peanut butter and jelly for lunch. And low sugar peanut butter is actually better than regular, I find. Maybe because it's more peanut and less butter.
3. Anthropology is love. I can see why Daniel Jackson made it his life's work.
4. Almost through with the first week of summer classes
5. Got out of class early

3 Things I Did Well Today

1. Was studious in class and didn't fall asleep even when I was really fighting to keep my eyes open
2. Have gotten better at navigating the treacherous new route required to get to school, because Jacksonville is taking it's construction cues from *Nashville* these days.
3. Did not cuss out stepbrother. Even when I was really fighting to keep my *mouth* shut.

2 Things I Look Forward to Tomorrow

1. Working on novel, short story, and other creative ideas
2. Another day in which work should go quickly



1. When I first moved to Jacksonville about two years ago and change, I was without a job for all of a month and a half. During that month and a half, my mom and stepfather bitched at me to no end to get a job. Everyday, I heard someone telling me to get a job, asking me where I'd looked for a job, where jobs could be found, how come I didn't have a job yet. It was insane.

And I got a job. And I've had a job, without any in between periods, since then. Always, always, I've been employed *somewhere*. This job I have now, I've had for a year and eight months.

My stepbrother, however, has been spottily employed in the same amount of time that he's been here. He quit his job last week and will probably not get another one. This is after he was on a good six month unemployment streak last year in which nobody said word *one* to him.

I help out around the house. Pay for as much of my own crap (medicines, car expenses, occasional food expenses) as being a full time student will allow me to. Since I also pay for my own books and school expenses. I help out (chore wise) around the house.

My stepbrother does NONE of the above.

So why is it that I get chewed out for leaving my shoes by the chair in the living room, but he holes up in his room with his massively expensive entertainment bubble system (Xbox, TV, Computer, huge speakers which have been the bane of my existence) and they buy him groceries and leave it out for him in front of his door and my mom will fold his clothes for him even though he doesn't bother to say "thank you"?

If I'd quit my job, I wouldn't hear the end of it. I sure wouldn't get to turn my speakers up so high that glass starts rattling in the windows and stay up 'til 3am doing nothing but playing video games.

Being the good kid sucks. Tell you what. I'm gonna quit school and work. I'm gonna barricade myself in my room and I'm going to cut a slot in my door where they can just slide food, water, and mail through.

Yep. Yet another reason that I'm looking forward to moving to New York in August.

2. I don't mind helping my fellow students out. Really.

But when you turn to me on the first class of the summer semester and say, "Hey, can I get your notes?" - I get irked.

Taking good notes is a little bit of an effort. So, basically, you want me to sit through class, pay rapt attention, digest the information such that I have to sort through the important points and the drivel, write it all down and keep up with the professor while you sit there and eat chips?

Do your own goddamned work.

I smiled at the person who asked and politely said, "I don't take really good notes."

Now, I'm nice usually. If you've been absent (sick or just had to skip) or you didn't understand something, I don't mind letting you copy or at least look at my notes. Especially if I think you were honestly just unable, for some reason, to take the notes yourself.

But asking me for my notes beforehand, before the class even starts - that's like saying "hey, call my name for roll" and leaving. That's laziness, and that's an insult to me.

Do I look like I'm stupid or desperate? Because I'm not. And if you fail the class, it hurts me absolutely none.

And you didn't even say please. Or give me a good reason why you couldn't do it yourself.

So, what's my motivation here?

This is why I hate that the only classes available to fill what I needed were gen-ed classes.

I've been spoiled by two and half years of upper division English courses. *sniff*.

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My ex-girlfriend is an anthropology professor. Yay for free anthro classes! It's a fascinating subject, just don't expect to get rich.