PTK

I received a letter in the mail from school the other day. I have been selected to become a member of the Phi Theta Kappa Honor Society. Who would've ever thought that I'd achieve something like this!? At first I was going to decline the offer because I wasn't exactly sure what it was all about. After I talked to my mom and realized what an actual honor it is, I have decided to go for it. I'm finally starting to feel like I'm busting my butt for something... rather than nothing. I was begining to feel like there was no light at the end of the tunnel, but now I'm getting somewhere. And what a wonderful feeling it is to be doing something with my life that finally makes my parents proud.

Can't catch a break

I must be a crappy teacher magnet. Another semester of self-teaching. My micro professor is all over the place! I have been leaving the lectures early because I can't follow this guy. More than half of my class is getting tutored. I've thought about it, but I really want to do this on my own. I want to prove to myself that I can do this, that I'm smart enough to handle it. However, I'm extremely nervous that this semester is going to ruin my 3.8 GPA. It's been extremely difficult to focus and not just because of my teacher. The semester started off really crappy outside of school as well. September was not the greatest month for me. Two friends that I grew up with passed away within three days. One was a motorcycle accident and the other was a car accident. On top of all that, our neighbor has moved. This was upsetting to Tony and I because we have formed a bond with him over the last year, even more so over the summer. Tony and I even think of him as an uncle. He's like that really cool uncle who lets you get away with everything. It's been quiet around here without him. Drinking beers hasn't been the same since he left. I just can't seem to catch a break. Sigh.