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January 27, 2003 The Experience is Suffocating I have a lot to say, but when the time is not right, the words refuse to flow. The general concensus in my tummy, heart and noggins have been encircling the division of love and labor, future occupations and the everpresent financial situation. Thus, here goes the layout. I am financially troubled to the degree that I am not sure if I will be attending school this semester. But before many of you gasp at the thought of the poor brown boy not being able to represent his crew at the state of academia, let me just say that I'm okay. If it turns out that I shall be forced to take a leave of absence, know that I'll still be able to graduate on time due to the fact I'm actually a semester ahead. And it'll give me some time to breathe. That's good, yes. That's good. Finance and Marketing. The majors are more or less etched in stone. Which will I do after graduation? I'm not sure. I just want to make a decision I won't regret. It really is that simple. I'll find out by February 3rd about my status. Let's hope that I'll be able to stay here, graduate early, get the hell out to where there's some fresh air. The experience is suffocating. | |||