Okay, so I'm better now.

All right, so the pity party is over.  I successfully went to all of my classes, despite my campus' best attempts to make that impossible, I bought my books, and I'm back home after eating less than half of a chicken calzone for a late lunch.


Granted, books cost me around $400 this time around.  I've had success at buying my textbooks online in the past, but this semester I just had too many teachers requesting we have chapters read already, so I don't have the comfy waiting period to seek out a good deal and havei t shipped to me.

That'll learn me to wait and see the syllabi!

But at any rate, I'm feeling a little bit more confident now that I know what I'm really faced with.  A lot of reading and a lot of writing this time around, but I can hope and pray that it will keep my interest level up.  It certainly seems like a possibility, given the subject matters.

Educational Psychology, Cognitive Development, US History from 1865 on, Literary Analysis, and British Novels.   I can do this.  I can.  The writing will keep me busy, but none of it looks impossible.  I just have to keep a good eye on this stuff.  



On a different note, I'm considering asking the Fiance if we should look for a house around here.  We need more space, but not much more, and considering the market we could finance a house for around what we pay now, if not less.  It may not be a mansion or the best house ever, but...

We'll see, though.  It's something to think about.  Along with the possibility of me getting a job to help support that decision, but... I really would prefer to keep my school as my "job" and avoid the part-time work.  Granted, that's a luxury, but we're living fine off what Fiance makes, and I'm covered by my scholarship and some outside help, so it's not a big ordeal. But if we were to look for a house, I would pick up the slack to make sure everything goes smoothly.

It's just a thought.  Or maybe I should just get a job to help pay for health insurance for us, so we can actually get married at some point.

Hrm.

Anyway.  In short, I have more to think about than just the current problems I'm dealing with.  I have more in store in my life than college, and I'm not going to let it crush me death.  It's not worth it.  It's an important thing that I want to succeed at, and I will, but I can attain success without killing myself, so I will.