I started my online classes. I regret already taking two. It is a lot of reading, online discussions, and writing papers. I have never done an online course before so this is a bit scary. Maybe I should have started with one. Like starting sobriety. Don’t rush into it all at once.
But I also feel this is a nice introduction to going back to school in the fall 2015. It was just a dumb idea to schedule a camping trip the first week of classes. It is only a 6 week semester so it is a lot of work (and double that for two classes) crammed into a month. I hope to keep up with my blog during this time.
At least I know I will stay sober. No time to drink nor think of drinking! I will be drunk on art history and religious studies until July!
Mistake 131- I was at a frat party. I had a crush on a guy there. I think he knew it. He was an asshole but I liked his pretty, blue eyes. And I was 19 and naive. My lack of self-esteem made the recipe worse.
I got drunk on cheap beers and Zima. I remember looking at him, smiling, and he said “nice shoes. Want to fuck?”
I giggled. I thought that was so funny. “Sure.”
We went out to his Ford Explorer. It was the one that used to get me excited when I saw it parked outside of the frat house. We had sex in the back of it. Afterwards, as we walked back to the house, he laughed. He said a homeless guy stood outside the window the whole time watching.
He ignored me the rest of the party.