My Lit Class and Irigarary

We had to read Chapter 2 of Irigarary's "This Sex Which is Not One" to discuss in class today.

I'll be honest when I say, I only got through it once and I could hardly take anything away from what I read. I was not looking forward to class at all and I just wanted it to be a short discussion.

Apparently, I wasn't the only one who had issues with this reading, it was the quietest the class has been all semester and no one really started a discussion, the professor literally had to drag something out of us. While the discussion wasn't great and it was mainly the professor talking and trying to get us to speak up, it really helped me. Theoretical readings are such a pain and we are continuing  the discussion on Tuesday but I think I will be able to look at this clearer and be able to take more than the next to nothing I was able to take away from it in my first reading.

On another note, I got an A+ on my warm-up writing on Tuesday. Which only confirms that I'm going in the right direction with my first essay topic! I'm not ashamed to say that I'm very proud of myself and very thankful that she didn't pick up today's warm-up writing.

Okay, time to ponder further about Irigarary before it leaves my head and then onto studying for my exam Friday and the dentist in a couple of hours for a filling...whoo...(not)

It's official!

I am officially moving! My June rent has been paid so nothing can stop me now!

In other news, there really needs to be a better way to take care of tickets, I'm talking about the ones for an expired registration or inspection. And my sister almost caused a fire...life's good

Up Late on a Friday Night

Well, I've started another blog...hopefully I'll actually be able to keep up with this one. I need to work on not being afraid to speak my mind and hopefully this will help.

I'm moving in THREE WEEKS. Things are finally falling into place and I'm going to the school that I've been saying I'm going to go to for the past two years. It is actually happening and I'm terrified.

I finally said it. I'm terrified. I've hinted at it before but those I've mentioned it to have brushed it off and said, "You'll be fine" or "It will be great." I don't deny that I will be fine and I know I have the ability to do great and I'm planning on doing just that. I have to do that to accomplish what I need to to be successful in my chosen field.

I'm still terrified though. There are all those nagging what ifs in the back of my mind and I don't really have anyone to talk to about them. It is the most frustrating thing in the world, so I have turned to a blog. I don't care if this is never read or there are never any comments. I think this could help me and I hope someday I can look back at this and tell myself that I really was silly for being so terrified.

I'm terrified that...

• I'll completely fail at the classwork
• I won't make any friends
• I won't be able to find a job
• If I do find a job, I won't be able to juggle work and school
• I'll discover that what I think I want to do makes me miserable and I'll be back at square one
• My relationship will break up
• I won't have anyone supporting me
• I'll be alone
• A tornado will destroy my apartment
• I'll run out of money
• I'll wrack up huge debt having to borrow money for school
• I'll become a stranger to my family
• My family won't miss me

I'm sure there are more but that's all I can think of right now...I guess I should try to get to sleep, it's been a long day.