Tuesday, Feb. 15, 2011

Currently: So confession of the night: eventhough it wasn't necessarily my Fieldwork coordinator's fault for the fact that I have to do another Fieldwork, I still kind of blame it on him anyway. So now because of this I just can't stand the guy. As a matter of fact I have his class early tommorrow morning (a dumass, pointless Entrepreneurial Management class) and not only do I NOT even want to go, but I find that everytime I go to that class I just can't stand to look at him or to even hear his voice. I swear just LOOKING at the guy makes me want to either punch him square in the face or flip him off. Sometimes I even PURPOSELY show up late to his class. I feel the same way about his daughter (who happens to be one of my classmates). And it doesn't help that the girl looks EXACTLY like him! *vomits* I'm just not a fan of that entire family. Like I said I know shit happens but sometimes my paranoia kicks in and I start thinking that he set me up for failure, or that he could have done more to help me out (during the fieldwork site selection process) but decided to focus more on his daughter and her little princess friends instead...and now the bitch is set for life and my dumass has to spend three additional months not getting paid or doing something great with my life. Yea this entire process has been a struggle but I have surprisingly been okay for the most part. This is actually the longest I have gone without being depressed. I still need to vent every once in awhile though.Haha But either way for some reason I don't care much for this guy...and don't think I ever will again.