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Jul. 27th, 2010 07:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chassitThis is a Monday disguised as a Tuesday.
So, for the past... two or so weeks I've been asking my Mom to take me to the College to see if I could get signed up for classes or something. I woke up early enough today to wake her up as well and we had plenty of time. We headed to the College, and I had... no idea where to go or what to do. I started getting nervous. We found a lady to ask, and she told us about a meeting and basically that this was only a two year school and mentioned transfering and... ahaha, oh god. I felt an anxiety attack coming on.
We got out of there, and we went to the place we got my saxophone to give it back. It's a long story, but anyway we took it back and that's one thing off our minds. The Monroe Evening News is right next to it, and I wandered over to look. I was kind of nervous, but I asked the secretary or something lady behind the desk what schooling you needed to work there. She said a high school diploma, and that it depended on what job you were looking for. I would have to bring in a resume and stuff. I just... I don't know. I felt another anxiety attack, and I left before I could spazz, and when I got home I kind of curled up into a ball and passed out.
It's just... I thought I was better. I took my meds. If I got anxious even going into the college, then how am I going to convince my Grandparents, who will be taking me to the classes, that I can do this?
Today has been just great.
So, for the past... two or so weeks I've been asking my Mom to take me to the College to see if I could get signed up for classes or something. I woke up early enough today to wake her up as well and we had plenty of time. We headed to the College, and I had... no idea where to go or what to do. I started getting nervous. We found a lady to ask, and she told us about a meeting and basically that this was only a two year school and mentioned transfering and... ahaha, oh god. I felt an anxiety attack coming on.
We got out of there, and we went to the place we got my saxophone to give it back. It's a long story, but anyway we took it back and that's one thing off our minds. The Monroe Evening News is right next to it, and I wandered over to look. I was kind of nervous, but I asked the secretary or something lady behind the desk what schooling you needed to work there. She said a high school diploma, and that it depended on what job you were looking for. I would have to bring in a resume and stuff. I just... I don't know. I felt another anxiety attack, and I left before I could spazz, and when I got home I kind of curled up into a ball and passed out.
It's just... I thought I was better. I took my meds. If I got anxious even going into the college, then how am I going to convince my Grandparents, who will be taking me to the classes, that I can do this?
Today has been just great.