Aunt Flo + September 11 + feeling uncertain about your life + missing your mother = one big ball of nerves. I am not in the best emotional state at the moment. I probably would feel better if I still had my mother around. I could use her sage advice about how to handle what all I'm feeling at the moment. I teared a few times at school, but I finally cried a bit once I got home and got around my dad. But being around him isn't the same as being around my mother. I could just use some of that Mom Confidence Booster. It just makes me feel better, and I don't have it anymore.

I did fine on my Meteorology exam. It was a B. I'll take Bs for first exams. I didn't know what to expect, so I had no way to really study. Now, I know. E-Commerce class was canceled, but I did some work on it. I studied for the exam and did a bit of work on the business plan I need to do. I really don't want to do that paper. I wish it had just been a group project to begin with.

Class was canceled so our professor could move his wife to her new job in Atlanta. She had been living in Buffalo, so Atlanta is closer for them. Lindsey doesn't see how they can do it. I told her being a military brat, it was just a part of life for me. The main thing is that both parties must work at it. Some people can handle them. Others can't. After 2+ years, it's worked for my professor. It worked for my parents. As for me, it's wait and see. Yeah, that's if I even find anyone.

Yeah, I'm a little sad about that. I try not to let it get to me, but today's different. I was scared 6 years ago about the world ending and hell breaking loose. Well, it's not as bad as it seemed. One of my fears of that day was being alone. I was hoping in 6 years time, that problem would be resolved. It hasn't. And today is one of those days that makes me wonder what am I doing wrong.

Around 7, I went back out and practiced my golf swing, again. My heart wasn't all into it. And when I tried to focus, I focused too much. My best swing was when I wasn't focused on the ball. That includes the time I got Joey with the whiffle ball. He wants to try again tomorrow. I think he's liking getting out there in a field and taking swings. Glad someone's enjoying my golf class, even if it's not me. He doesn't think I have enough time to learn everything I need to learn in 7 weeks for that class. At this point, I don't care anymore. I just wish I had my degree.

[♪ Listening to: "Will You Still Love Me?" - Chicago]

Posted by Shawn at September 11, 2007 9:15 PM in Memories, Schooling.