So Good News
So I’ve enrolled myself at the Baking and Pastry Arts program at MATC, and this time I want to graduate, I think I have found what I want to be for the rest of my life. Well not the rest of my life, but the majority. Other than the activities I’ve been doing a lot of lately. I will not say what those activities are but yeah. I’m still living in my grandma’s basement, and I don’t really give a fuck. Or I don’t have anymore fucks to give. Idk at this point, its bad.
Still the main activities in my life are work and school. More than ever, on the upside every time I talk to my manager about getting more hours she yells at me that I need to study, and have time to do so.
This semester I can only take 8 credits so I’ve enrolled myself in Sociology, Food Sanitation and Psychology.
I’ve been pissed at my psychology class for the last 3 weeks. My teacher was talking about people with depression drinking to feel happy, and like everyone in my class laughed (like hahahahaha thats fucking funny laugh). I’m in that class so I can learn about people with “invisible illnesses”. I have invisible illnesses, I have depression and anxiety along with add, and I felt like absolute shit. I know what nervous laughter is, and this was not that. I can thank my dad for saying that, everyone else said everyone in my class is a fuck-head (not exactly those words but thats how I describe it). In my sociology class I’m not learning anything, you’d expect in a college setting your teacher/professor would teach you something in a 3 hour class, well how about not. So we have to read chapters at home, I hate reading chapters at home, I want to discuss this shit in class, so the government is paying MATC to have this guy teach me shit I already know, but not teach me anything. He has topic add, where he will hop from one topic to another with nothing connecting them, I would drop the class but my financial aid would be revoked, and I’d rather have it not.
My food sanitation class is what you would call an ideal class, minus he doesn’t want us texting for like an hour and 45 min. I’m ok with that, but I can tell others aren’t. Now why is he the ideal teacher, well if you have a question, he won’t get off of topic, he will answer your question in an order of when it was asked, and stay close to topic. I like if your like 5 min late he will never hold it against you.
Thats something I do not get why in college if you are 10 min late its like the end of the world, god forbid if traffic is bad and your coming to school from work, isn’t the important thing that I am there in a reasonable amount of time. I was like 3 min late to psych one day and apparently in 3 min he went over a whole test. Now I don’t want to say I hate my psych teacher, nope never mind I fucking hate him. Really no one in the class is over the age of 30, we know all the real words, you can stop saying “youngster” my grandma is 67 and I don’t think I’ve ever heard her say that in my life, well the life that I remember, which spans from 2006-now. My grandma talks in a much “hipper lingo” than he does. I only put that in quotes mostly because I can’t remember the word.
Me remembering words is few and far in between, I don’t know what wrong with my brain, but it refuses to remember words.