i need to rant a little

I just got another piece of mail for someone who doesn't live here anymore. This isn't abnormal, it happens all of the time because the ten million people that have lived here over the years used this address for a multitude of things, and are too lazy to get a freaking change of address form. SO, I have been collecting it in a box, to take to the post office to tell them to stop delivery on everyone. Most of the mail is junk, and some of it is very important, but I can't convince some people of how important it is to not only READ the mail that the state might be sending here about their child support information, but to also to respond to it. That would require them to come here and get it, or even at the least to send me a mail order to pay to send it to them by mail.

Are you effing serious?

Well anyways, today, I check the mail and SOMEONE got a BABYTALK magazine. Now I know that this person hasn't gotten anything like that in the past, and is currently in the persuit of making a family with his wife. So I am to assume that this certain someone is still using my home address to sign up for junk mail that he doesn't want to get himself? I call bullshit, and I demand action. If you *%#$^%$ don't stop using my address, I will hunt you down and paper cut you to death. That is a really horrible way to die, so don't bring this on yourself. Just be an adult and go to the damned post office and fill out the change of address form. It takes like 10 minutes. And if you have to wait in a really long line to get it done, then it serves you right for doing what you did. Or didn't do. Whatever.

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I was so frustrated just a minute ago that I sent an email to the feedback section of ABC's website.

"Every time I watch any video that has the Target Ad running in the background, the video is extremely choppy visually and completely unwatchable. Any other ad does not cause this problem, only the Target Ad with the unnecessarily smug lady covered in wiggly little intractable red bubbles. I wait for her to strut her sassy self off screen, and then I try to watch the video again, only to eventually close it in frustration because it makes my head hurt to watch! Please make Target fix it!"

I will wipe this machine completely clean again before Ill spend another minute reinstalling and reconfiguring to figure out WHY it wont do what I WANT it to do and WHY it does WHATEVER it feels like. haha OK I vented. I feel better now. I don't know enough. Something else I need to learn.

I started MED 160 tonight. This class is called Medical Law and Ethics, and is taught by a very nice lady named Yolanda Davis. I thought right away that she is a boisterous and over the top, but in a good way. I hope there's no offense when I say she reminds me of a reverend's wife, or someone from the deep south like my home state of Mississippi. Dramatic words but no nonsense, and she'd give you the skin off of her back if you needed it. Listening to her talk is serious because of the subject matter, but she even said at one point that with a class like this, where there is ALOT of talking and little visual stimulus, you must learn to be creative and captivate you audience. I think she does a fantastic job. This class is shaping up to be exactly what I hoped it would be.

Im off tomorrow!!! YAY!!! I've been away for a few days because of my health. I'm sure I didn't mention it, but recently I had to go to the hospital for a cyst that burst in my uterus. I don't recommend the experience. I've never felt pain like that before. The only thing I have to compare to that was when I almost lost my right eye. This was so much worse because it was such a sharp pain and so overwhelming that all I could do was throw up and hope that I passed out soon. It literally made me want to crawl out of my skin. It was absolutely horrible. Haley knows what I'm talking about. Being a woman can really suck sometimes. I got an antibiotic, and they sent me home. Once the pain stops there's not much they can do for you. It burst and now your body just has to process out the toxins released by it. Oh, but not MY body. MY body decided to hang on to some of that disgusting toxin and store it up in my leg. It became absessed and had to repeat the terrible visit, but this time the pain was in my leg and I didn't go into the emergency room. They want too much money!!! This infection BS is starting to get to me. For one, MONEY!!! That's all I'm saying! Secondly, it runs you down. Physically, no matter how much sleep I get it never feels like enough. Even when I'm in a really good mood, I just don't have much energy to do anything. Things are getting better though. I'm mending nicely, and I should be going to a general practitioner sometime this week.

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This week has been absolutely horrible. But I'm keeping a positive attitude about it. I think overall I've managed to keep my head on tight. Well, except Thursday night, which you will read about below. I think that it was like the straw that broke the camel's back on that particular day, mainly because did it to myself by locking my keys IN my car. So as the event below unfolded, I slowly was overtaken by the urge to throw something and break it.

This letter to my math teacher began as a simple explanation, and turned into a rant. I probably shouldn't have sent it, but I didnt really think about it clearly at the time. My mind was clouded by lack of sleep and absolute anger at missing class for all of it. And I'm not rewriting it right now, I'm still too upset. And I have homework to do so learn to live with it. It could have been alot worse.

I'm sure you get excuse filled emails like this from students all the time who are trying to get sympathy for missed class. This is not my intention. The other day was ridiculous for me, and I apologize that it interrupted your class. When I locked the keys in the car, I immediately went to the front desk and called my fiance (who was home waiting on the AC repairman) so he could find a locksmith to come out there to the college.

I have had bad luck getting locksmiths to come out at 8:30 pm, and I NEEDED this car for the double that I worked the next day. The locksmith people told him it would be about 15-20 minutes, and that I should wait outside for the driver. So I waited a little over a half an hour before calling my fiance to find out what was going on. He called back to the front desk, and told me that it would be another 15 minutes; that the guy got into some trouble on the way. I worried about missing the test we might take that night, but I went outside to wait. ANOTHER 30 minutes go by and I'm starting to get upset.

I call my fiance, and he doesn't answer his cell or the house phone for about 20 minutes, and when I do finally get a hold of him, he says that the repair guy showed up to fix our AC unit. Well, at least Ill have a cool house to come home to tonight. I am still pretty upset about the locksmith not showing up, so I ask for the number myself so that I can call them. When I do, I find out that they dont even know where the driver is; that he hasnt answered his cell for over a half an hour. So I ask if they can supply another driver. They say yes, and that they will call me back in a few minutes to let me know when he will be there. So I sit by the phone at the front desk, and no call. At this point I am very upset that I have missed so much class, and that was when I came back in and told you to mark me down as absent. I was going to call another locksmith service. My fiance ended up coming down to the school to help me take care of this. By the time that we got a locksmith to open the car, class was almost over. I am SO sorry about all this. I simply cannot afford to lose my job.

That same day, I had a conversation with my landlady about the possiblity of her selling our house out from under us. Our lease has expired and she has pulled every trick in the book to keep from re-leasing with us. She told me in that conversation that she was just tired of keeping up with so many homes, and that ours would be among those to go. On what I make, I worry alot about making ends meet. It is the real reason behind me going back to school.

My real reason for writing you was to find out what homework you gave on Thursday night. This is the first class I've ever missed so I was a little unprepared for contacting a classmate. I'd really appreciate it.

Thanks,
Jennifer

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