Ms. Tigger and I on the happiest day...
Don't Go There
Just let me start off by saying that I rock. I actually got up this morning and went to the grocery. I’m making a GOOD dinner for tonight. No, there is no special occasion. I just felt like cooking enough pot roast for thirty people. I must admit that I cook a damn good roast. I add potatoes, carrots, mushrooms, and serve it over rice. I know fattening!!! I don’t care because I weigh a whole 95lbs and have the metabolism of a hyena on crack.
I was talking to BM earlier and have something that I would like to say since he feels that he can’t. Ole Miss School of Pharmacy, you SUCK! Fuck you for making your students feel like they want to commit suicide during their last semester in your little shit ass town of Oxford. It seems, to me, that the Dean and teachers should be there to help. These assholes don’t even listen to their students. BM pulled an all nighter last night, studying for this test and when he got there to take the test; NOTHING that was covered in class was on the test. That’s bullshit!! BM is a 4.0 student, always has been, and now he’s worried that he may not even graduate. This is ridiculous. To anyone out there that may be reading; if you want to go to a school and party your ass off or go to law school, come on to Oxford,Ms. and go to Ole Miss. If you want to go to pharmacy school check out ALL
of your options. I’ve yet to meet an Ole Miss graduate from the Pharmacy program that say that they would recommend it. O.k. venting is over. I just had to get that out because after letting him vent to me; I felt like I needed a Xanax. I can only imagine how he feels.
I must be going now, but I’ll be back. I have to go home to La. next weekend to take care of some family affairs. I’ve got to make all of the arrangements, like make sure that I get my favorite hotel room. I must call my brother to get me my early birthday/belated Valentine’s Day present. (Ha! Ha!) There are a few, and when I say a few, I mean a few people there that I would like to see, so I’ll call them to let them know that I’m coming. I’m sure that it will be a shitty trip, but I’m going to make the most of it.