F%ck. This accounting class makes me feel like a complete dumb sh:t. I read and re-read the material, I talk to the instructor - which is the equivalent of talking to a stereo manual. I have a new found respect for ALL money types now. Holy sh:t this crap is complicated.
This is going to sound terrible, but I just need to pass this class. I just need to get through two of these accounting-type classes and the rest is my marketing concentration which is where my mind can shine. That and literature are my comfort zones. Terrible I know but I'm at an age where I can feel okay with that.
Please don't think I'm not a stick in the mud either. I totally believe in taking chances and trying new things. I totally jump off bridges. Even the bridges that I know are better not jumped off. Sometimes you just need to see if you can actually land safely. In fact I jumped off a HUGE metaphorical bridge this weekend. And guess what I'm still in one piece and not regretting one single part of the fall. Yet that has nothing to do with how much I hate this accounting class.
Whatever...
~ Christy
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