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Ten Little Chances to be Free ([personal profile] tenlittlebullets) wrote2005-09-05 04:00 pm

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First of all: I had the random urge to look utterly fabulous this morning, so I am sitting here in the computer lab in leather pants, a shirt with a Giger-esque print on it, and bright purple spiky hair. And now I feel utterly fabulous, in the gayest way possible. Seriously. Good mood. Not to mention Arabic is really fun and the essay disaster looming over me was neatly averted and it's a nice day and I'm caffeinated and I FEEL PRETTY. OH SO PRETTY.

Slightly more seriously, I've tentatively decided to take a year off from school after I get my Associate of Arts degree and get a full-time job before applying to more... erm... traditional colleges. Partly because without college visits I'll have more time to devote to a part-time job right now, but mostly because if I do take a year off, I'll have enough money for a decent used car--with better gas mileage than the clunky old Jeep--after a few months, and if I save half of what I earn after I get the car I'll have almost $10,000 saved up by the time I go off to my next school. And if I get good grades, I might be able to talk my dad into matching my contribution towards a car, so I'd only have to pay half of it. It's perfectly possible--I mean, my dad offered to bribe my brother ridiculous sums of money towards a car if he got good grades, so my proposal will probably sound quite reasonable.

Now that we've abandoned Marx in seminar and moved on to Darwin, I'm actually marginally enjoying all of my classes. It's a rare occurrence, and it's helped my mood immensely. Come on, which would you prefer: writing journals about the proletariat overthrowing the patriarchal militarist capitalist system, or writing journals about monkeys getting drunk and smoking cigars?