Sucks

Damn. This break sucked. It reminded me how much home sucks now. But now that I'm less than a day away from going back I'm reminded how much school sucks. Not helping this feeling, my ride back is the daughter of one of my dads friends from (I think)college, someone I haven't seen or spoken with in, well forever really. Fairly...awkward. Doncha hate those kind of situations though. I mean this obviously isn't my idea, this is my parents not wanting to drive. Which sure, I understand that, but now they're forcing me into a situation where I have to be resentfully grateful. That just sucks. It's almost like the whole thing is one big lie.

Ah but whatever. What really happens to be irking me is that the only class I could find that works into my schedule while also gives me progress towards my degree was chinese portraiture. wtf right. I hope it's easy. It's at 10 tues/thurs at fucking college 8. Fuck that. That means I gotta wake up at like 9 every day now. That could be my doom. If it seems difficult in any way I'm finding a way out of it somehow. Or just taking pass/no pass. Do not want to deal with chinese portraits, just what the hell man, how can there be a class on this. Oh well though, better than mexican folk dance or whatever the hell else was available.