The First Week.

Well I just finished the first week of a new semester and It was rather pleasant. I'm amazed this is my second attempt at algebra and I am actually looking forward to going (I'll see how long that lasts) every day. I really lucked out with the professor I got. Apparently this class is some kind of alternative teaching/learning class and so far I've been able to follow along, although when I'm trying to take notes and the room is noisy I want to scream for everyone to STFU because I can't concentrate enough to get the notes done.

I also registered with the disability dept. at my college I had no idea that adhd was a recognized disability and I wouldn't have known if my last algebra professor hadn't suggested that I do (it takes me a couple hours to finish a small math quiz). I'm glad he mentioned it looks like it going to be very helpful. When I had my appt. with the dept. the only thing I didn't like was the lady talking to me like I was dumb or not familiar with the english language. I don't hold it against her though obvoiusly she didn't know any better and I don't think she realized she was doing it. Poor lady, she has no idea how condesending she is.

Now thanks to the disability office I get a note taker in each of my classes that they pay for, I still have to take my own notes and I do. When I compared my notes to the ones that my note taker took I noticed that mine had big gaps of missing info from me trying to keep up, he even had time to make side notes further explaining the ino. I don't know how he was able to do that.Another thing I like about the class is that the professor doesn't just put a bunch of formulas on the board while she tries to explain it, she puts the info up there in words then uses the formula which makes it alot easier for me to understand. I think I just might have a chance of passing this time. (hooray!)

I was irritated by a friend of mine that rides with me, she waited for her mother to redo her schedule (which didn't get done till the first day of class). I had given them a copy of my schedule so they could plan her classes to coincide with the same time as mine (which didn't happen). Then Friday she calls me at 10:30 to ask if she can ride with me because she has class at 12:00 well my class don't start till 1:00 but I said ok. An hour and a half was not long enough for me to get ready when I had things I still had to do. So she rushes me because she's going to be late to make a long story short I ended up driving up to the school twice. I won't be doing that again they aren't putting gas in my car and people who don't have a car of their own should really plan better than they did. Incidentally these are the people that dissed me and my little one on Christmas and we were supposed to be like family to them. Ha! Yeah right. The mom acts like I'm a bad influence on her kid. Whatever! I don't drink or use drugs and I don't like like a lot of company at my home because I have children to raise and frankly I just don't feel like entertaining people (people suck) it just takes too much of my energy. Well her mom has drug dealers going to her house and her friends are tweakers and such and she herself has been using since at least Oct. (total personality change!). I've lost respect for this family especially the mother who I used to look up to. Damn! I used to think they were the perfect most together family I had ever met man was I ever wrong! The twelve year old is rude and has no manners and just runs wild. While the nineteen yr old has to stay home and clean and ha wait on her mom like her personal hand servant. If thats not bad enough her older daughter gave up her childhood to raise her sister but the mom would have you think she did it all herself. To top things off the mom has no idea what her grown child is up too. And she has her taking out student loans which she never gets to see because her mother cashes them and spends them. That is so ....sorry. She just stays in bed (except when the druggies come) and tells everyone that she gonna start working here then there then somewhere else its all just a bunch of bullshit. I can't even stand go there anymore and watch the mom be totally plastic to my face and then I end up having to act fake too (they owe me alot of money) and thats just not me. So all this time her mom had me looking up to her and getting advice (can you imagine!) thinking me and my kids were the dysfunctional ones we were actually the normal ones. I mean me and my teen don't get along too well because of the things he chooses to do but we talk and I know what he's doing good or bad (even when I wish I didn't know). And I will never force him to give up his childhood to raise his little brother so I can go and have a life. After all I am the one who made the choice to have him and when I made that choice I also agreed to the responsibility of raising him. Like last semester she failed all but one class her mom flipped out on her not for the reason I would have thought . She could of gave a rats ass about her grades, she was afraid she wasn't going to be able to continue to put her daughter in debt by taking her pell grants and her loans! Now thats really F'd up. I don't know how she sleeps at night (when she does sleep). Well I feel better now that I got that off my chest. Oh! and I won't be going out of my way for them again my class starts when my class starts and thats when I'm leaving.

Lesson learned: Looks Are Very Deceptive. I Had Almost Forgot That Fact Of Life.