I can do this

ITEC 640 starts up Sept. 10. All I need is a B. Really all I need is a C. But I've got something to prove.

It's easy: all I have to do is budget my time. And make sure that I can read one word after another without daydreaming. I have to team with other classmates, which is why I wish they would offer this in-class (instead of only online). Gotta' do a project during the semester. I'll be okay if I do what I need to do everyday, and not get depressed or freak out. I can do this.

I can get my (second) Master's degree. I can do it. I'm Kerri Strug.

Sept. 3 I view and print-out the syllabus, and make sure to memorize it -- my books should arrive by then. I'll be okay. I'll be more than okay. I'm a Kissel from Lithuania and Bessarabia, god damn it. Family of the eternal peasant spirit. And all while keeping my weight down.

I can't believe I met such cool people in 2100. David, and Deborah, and Chandler, and Stephanie, and Athena, and Alba and Carrie. I'm so amazed. Maybe it was a good thing after all?

Next challenge is to dye my hair. Do you think? I'd love to have it relaxed. I think I'm too lazy to keep it straightened -- I can't use those curled brushes. Maybe I should invest in a defuser. So lighter or straight, or both? Who knows? What good is it going to do me, anyway?

My money is gone until tomorrow, so I think I should invest in some serious clothing. What is that place that is on the tip of my tongue? Just about had an orgasm when I was there in Portland. Nice salesperson, too. If I could get assistance, that would be perfect. What's it?? It'll come. On Connecticut.

Oops, I forgot the Vitamin E this morning. This crazy doctor put me on 400 ius twice a day for two months. But he's right; the breast thing went away.

What am I going to do about Roger? Let it unfold? I kind of like it, but jeez, what a potential mess. On second thought, I kind of like that idea...what if his wife is very nice and long-suffering? Do I care? Anyway, I have to worry about myself. So it goes.