Footloose and other melodramatic things

It's really hard to focus on the drama when listening to Footloose, which may or may not be the reason I'm blasting it right now.

I want to focus on the awesome in my life right now, not the drama, because I am a firm believer that anger and frustration only feeds the drama in one's life. Unfortunately, I am high strung with a VERY short temper.

So let's talk about the good before I spend three pages venting.

Winter quarter has started, my final edits for the book before I send it out, my teacher finally sent out his edits for my first chapter. Basically Morgantown = Win. As for my life? Not bad either. I'm boldly going where I've never gone before: Mornings. Hopefully that works out. We'll see. And two classes seem very awesome, which leaves two classes for me to fret about.

It's probably not going to be as bad as I think it will. I just have to put the pedal to the metal or something like that, and it'll be fine. I even have a library schedule, since my library runs at the end of last quarter put the power behind my exponentially increased productivity levels.

Money is not too hot right now. I'm working a lot of shifts, but even with the loan I took out, book costs for this quarter are through the roof, and I think my teachers are trying to put me into debt. They're out to get me.

Haha, just kidding. I don't think they're out to get me. I'm not in high school anymore.

Speaking of high school, and drama, I've recently been in more than a few situations that remind me what I don't like in a person.

It's never fun to meet the downside of people, but lately I've been doing a lot of that. Not that I've lost faith in humanity (I haven't seen Avatar yet, though, so who knows?), I just know what kind of person I want to associate myself with, and sometimes I misjudge it.

I don't even want to think about what I've been bitching about for the past few days, because really, my life is pretty damn awesome. Everyone has their demons though, I know that. But some things can't be explained away just because "it's a problem," or "my life is hard."

There comes a time when you either rise above it, or fall victim to it.

And I won't hang around people who use their situation as an excuse. I'm sorry. I just won't.

Thats my vent. I'm done now.

I still haven't decided about my summer plans though... help?