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*Freaks out* Alright, alright, school begins on the 23rd, and Ki has NO idea what's going on. Okay, do have an idea. Kind of. Math every Monday, 18:00 to 21:00 (no, am not saying which math it is, Ki is painfully horrid at math, and it's not a very "high" course), Anthropology Tuesdays from 18:00 to 21:00, and Communications on Thursdays from 18:00 to 21:00. Couldn't find an art class during the hours Ki has available.

Right, so my mother is going to be sitting at the airport for a while on the 23rd, heh, didn't realise the day she flies in, is also my first day of class. She won't have a problem with that though. Am sure that Colleen would pick her up, but, seeing as Ki isn't on speaking terms with Martin, don't want to ask his mother to do that for me.

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Okay, no more coffee for me on Wednesdays *pouts* just tossed my poly-sci class in there on Wednesdays from 18:00 to 21:00. Yes, Ki knows, everyone hates the three hour lectures courses, and that's all Ki has lined up here, but actually, self does much better with those, than with short varieties of courses.

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Dealing with people has never been my strong point. Alright, let me rephrase that, dealing with people in a confrontational, or even slightly disagreeable manner has never been my strong point. Am great an encouraging, consoling, advising, problem solving, and sticking up for others. Am absolutely horrible at sticking up for myself, confronting, or arguing. Unless it's some sort of silly political or ethics debate among friends. Ki just doesn't speak up. Ever really. So, maybe that's why the advisors at school suggested this communications course. It's a speech course, and it's scaring Ki more than the idea of thousands of little spiders crawling all over my tootsies in my sleep would, but, maybe it'll be good for me? Oh god, oh god, class hasn't even started and am on the verge of tears. They're going to eat me alive, aren't they? This is going to involve lots and lots of speaking in front of people. Holy shit, holy shit holy shit, oh gods, now they've gone and made me curse, didn't they? You see that? This is a bad, bad, bad, very bad idea. But it could be good for me? Ki refuses to do badly at school, will have to force meself up and in front of the class, and maybe Ki'll be brilliant, who knows. Oh my god. So close to having a little break down.

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If at any moment any one of you wishes to kindly tighten this noose around my neck, Ki'd be a very happy Ki. Takers? Yes? No? Maybe? Seriously. Stressed.

Laugh about it, shout about it, when you've got to choose (Every way you look at it you lose)

Cannot make up my mind, but need to by the end of tomorrow. Have dropped that Monday math class, because let's face it, Ki is not a math wizard. Arithmatics are fine, puzzels and the like are excellent, formulas and all that stuff, they're a no go for me. Know that could do them, but it's been years, and haven't been using them, so, don't know them. Ki excels at everything, but has the mathematical ability of a fifteen year old, because, honestly, the last time Ki took a math course was in tenth grade. So, purchased the book for this course, and, dropped the class, thinking about just doing the entire book on my own free time, and then taking the course next time around, so that won't get stuck with a bad mark, because then will be back on track, plus the lovely fearful_penguin has offered to help me out. Not sure where to begin though, or how to get help?
icecelt am I imagining things, or aren't you wonderful with math? Feel so lame, because, in seventh grade Ki was bumped up to the advanced math class, then when moved to California and went through all the teenage/bad kid/mess up part of my life, just gave up, and started zoning out in class, and all that stupid stuff, and math is the one course that you just cannot seem to catch up in once you've missed some of it.
*waves* Someone should write me some math problems and help me figure out where I'm at.