Off Stage Life

Its been months.

The Internship came to an end like all good things do and I have been back at school trying to get my learn on and absorb about $5000.00 dollars worth of education this semester. Being an intern is like a 'My stage Personality' ie.Playing my Part.

Being back at school is freeing in some weird way. I image its how actors and actresses feel when they go to the grocery store, or 711.

Silly famous people. Pretending to be normal.

This school terms started off on the awesome-ness foot with an accounting boot camp, which is like a boot camp, but for your brain (once again, only for the cool kids). The goal was to raise the grade average for my accounting class and to give the students a refresher on accounting principals and terms.

They succeeded in scaring the crap out of me.

The whole camp was more of like a list of 'Things I Don't Know'.

Then they took a now scary class and made it even more ominous by stating 'statistics' about the classes pass and fail rates.

1. If you took basic financial and managerial account more then 2 years ago, you are more likely to fail.
   - I took it three years ago...
2. If you took either accounting class at a Junior College you are more likely to fail
   - I took them both at a JC...
3. If you received a C in either class you are more likely to fail.
   - Ahhha! I got a B (in one of them). Suck on that statistics! 

So,  that class looked like it was going to be a bumping good time. Not.
To counter act the lack of fun I would have in Accounting I also signed up for 'Music Appreciation' which I had heard was a fun, easy class. The key being easy.

The semester is now almost over and I have taken two tests in both classes.
Accounting Grades: 97 and 100 %
Music Grades: 85 and 81%

WTF.

Based on the two points I have for both classes it looks like I am improving in Accounting and  slowly failing in Music. Which is awesome.

Aside from those classes and one really crappy exam in Finance (which is my major and my lowest test grade at this college) the semesters been going good.

Flash to right now. My freshmen neighbors are throwing a house party again. You can tell they are freshmen by their lack of concern for others, over enthusiasm for drinking, and by the fact they are trying to look cool outside when it is less then 30 degrees.

 So dumb. 

I, on the other hand, am trying to not be that bitchy neighbor that tells them to keep it down at 11:00 PM. The fact that I want to tell them to shut the hell up and put some flipping clothes on makes me realize how flipping old I am.
It makes me mad at their stupidity and youth.
Fucking freshmen. God I'm Old.

On the inside, not the outside of course.

If I feel this withered on the inside I can't even imagine how my parents must feel. Being that old would suck.
Will suck.

I can feel my control on my temper slipping. Would it really be bad to yell at them? Sure its a Saturday night but they are so loud. I can hear their individual conversations for goodness sake which makes everything even worse because they are so dumb. Teen age site com dumb. Barbie doll dumb. Secret life of a teenager dumb.

I pray I never sounded like that.

But yeah, that's about what I have going on tonight. I'll be sure to write it I do go all crazy on them, but I doubt it. That would require me to get out from under my heating blanket.

Night.