Dating and Courtship Secretly Equals Death

So, I'm pretty sure that my dating and courtship class is going to be the death of me. Indeed, I dread that class more than any other I have ever had. Yes dear readers, even more than Astronomy. That is how much I loath this wretched class. I started with such good intentions and high hopes. I had a good attitude about it. Alas, it is all gone now. For some bizarre reason, I thought that my extreme hatred for having to talk about that crap (dating, courtship, marriage, families, that crap) had somehow disappeared. Oh, how wrong I was... I hate talking about dating. I hate talking about marriage. I hate talking about courtship. I hate those Family classes. Now, I'm sure that I will probably go to Hell in a hand basket for my extreme dislike of such important topics. It's not that I hate the topics themselves... I just hate discussing them. "How do you feel about that?" (What is this? Therapy??) I feel feelings of animosity towards you!!! That's what I feel!!! To top this lovely scene off, I'm pretty sure I have a D in my dating and courtship class. That would explain so much. And it's not entirely my fault. Okay, so maybe it is. But you don't understand the conditions in which I have to subject myself! So my professor is a therapist. So pretty much any time I say anything in class, I get the sneaky feeling that he is analyzing my every word. I keep feeling that at the end of the semester he is going to hand me a bill and a certificate stating that I hereby suck at dating. (Like I need a professional reinforcement on that subject...) I'm perfectly aware of how much I do in fact suck at dating. Upon careful analysis of my dating life while in this class, I have come to the strong conclusion that I only date jerks...ever. Jerks or creepy stalkers who want to marry me. No thank you, Steve. So it's been a slightly depressing semester, realizing that not only are my past dates riddled with jerks and awkward moments, but all two of my dates this semester have been an excellent display of both: The Jerk Date, and The Awkward Date. If you want to heart these fabulous stories, please give me a call. They are far too good to just read. You have to get the full effect. Okay, so that was in interesting sidetrack... moving right along. So my professor may in fact be the death of me as well. I have Dating and Courtship at 9 AM on Mondays and Wednesdays. No big deal, right? It's not that early. Alas. My professor has the most soothing voice I have ever heard in my life. It puts me to sleep faster than anything else in this known world. It's kind of a problem. So I pray SO hard before every class to stay awake. And most times it works, but some mornings, his voice is just too much. There was about four classes in a row that I would be out in the first 8 minutes. It kind of made him mad... He would always announce to the class that those of us who do not get enough sleep at night should try to work on that. He would always look at me. But I'm pretty sure I was half-way dead to the world whenever he made this little announcement, because of course, he said it so soothingly!! And I can't possibly tell him that it is his voice that causes me to get sleepy! How awkward would that be?? "Your voice is just so soothing, Brother Winfree..." Analyze that!! So such is my lament for my wretched Dating and Courtship class. But hey, I have learned a few good things. Like how to improve my marriage... Which is probably a really good thing, because when I try to talk to him, he just doesn't' respond... It's like he is not even there... I'm so worried. Wait... Thank you, and goodnight.

Happy June!!

Ok peeps. Here is the low-down. I am back at school, and loving it! Ok, so this semester has been quite challenging with roommates, and not knowing many people, but alas. I am so very blessed, and I know that things are going to all be okay! Life is so good! So what am I doing with my life you may ask? I have no bloody idea. Right now I am in fact a Theatre Ed. major, but that is switching. I don't know to what yet, so that makes life interesting!! I'm thinking maybe Psychology, because I really like it. I think that it is fascinating, and I would love to maybe look at becoming a psychologist. However comma, I want a family. (Lots of kids...) And becoming such a psychologist requires lots of school. So we'll see where I end up. Right now I'm just trying to enjoy the ride.

My classes are going well. I'm only doing 14 credits this semester, so that keeps my life nice a open. Nothing to challenging. Hey, it's summer!! I'm taking Dating and Courtship, Biology, Math in the Real World, Book of Mormon (the second half) Psychology, and a fabulous Biology Lab. So lots and lots of crappy generals. But, after this semester I'm done with science, and possible math!! Hooray!!! The red flag for Psychology is that I have to take Stats... (yes, the doom march is playing in the background...) I really like everything except for Biology. I pretty much want to kill myself everyday in that class. But alas, the human body is oh so fascinating. My Dating and Courtship class really makes me laugh. I took this class because I'm kind of toying with the idea of becoming a Marriage and Family Therapist. I thought this class might be able to help. Anyone who knows me, knows how much I suck at the whole dating thing. So even if the class backfired, I thought it may be beneficial in teaching me how to date!! Sadly, I'm really not learning how to date. I'm learning some useful things, but this class is nothing like I thought it was going to be. And it is kind of challenge for me. The class itself is not at all difficult. But, I have this class at 9 AM. Which is really not early at all, but my professor has the most soothing voice I have ever heard in my life! He puts me to sleep faster than anything else on this earth. It's kind of a problem. So, most mornings I have this internal struggle: Do I want to sleep at a cold, hard desk? Or here on my warm hard bed? Luckily my bed has only won once. So I just sleep in class. I need to start taking drastic measures. It's kind of bad...

Math in the Real World is always entertaining. One of the first days of class we played with puzzles, and I couldn't help but think that I had finally found the right math class for me. Oh, don't worry. It's not all fun and games. Right now we are doing financial crap, and going to be starting taxes soon. Which is a party and a half in and of itself. Biology is lame, but there is this very attractive man who sits next to me. He looks, dresses, and smells amazing. That's all.

My Book of Mormon class is good, but I hate my professor. His attitude is, "I'm so much better than you." Well, that's probably true. Have a nice day. Oh well, at least I can stay awake most of the time. My Psychology class is my very favorite. I have learned so much, and find it all so fascinating. This is what I will probably change my major to. It's just a matter of time. I really love it. That's all.

Oh, so I made the Broadway Revue!! That was exciting!! I'm singing Stars and the Moon, from Jason Robert Brown's Songs for a New World. I'll have to let you know how that all goes! So yeah- things are going very well for me indeed. I just need to start making new friends. I have made many new acquaintances, but no real friends. So I just keep praying, and know that everything is going to turn out great!! Thank you, and goodnight.