If you only knew how tired I am!

It’s been a while since I posted last. I’m not even sure how much time has passed. The days all seem the same to me.

There has been some good news. I made a 158 on the LSAT, despite all the drama surrounding it (see “Return to Tigerland”). I’m now registered for the fall semester, and a large chunk of my debt has been paid off. I’m still working often, though, because I will eventually be charged housing expenses.

Also, in Jamaica, Coke was finally found and extradited. He’s in New York now, where he is kept in isolation for 23 hours of the day. Bahahaha.

So that’s over, though we still have a ways to go in dealing with the rest of our crime problems. Apparently, Golding wants some help with that.

I just finished 1984, and I’ve been reading Love, Anger, Madness by Marie Vieux-Chauvet. As the title of this blog suggests, I just finished “Love.” It made me feel sort of bleh about myself. I can just imagine myself as a Claire in eighteen years.

Lately, I’ve been quite exhausted, and haven’t had the motivation to do much (hence the lack of blog). I’m too tired to even get food. I’m also kind of concerned about the future. My only ambition is to graduate college this year. After that, I have no clue what I’ll do with myself.

Fun with irony.

Today, I got up and walked from my room to the cafeteria to the student center and back, just to get my hands on a Hershey’s Cookies and Cream bar.

Before I became hypoglycemic, I was addicted to sugar. Apparently, I still am. I also suffer from depression, so my motivation levels can be pretty low. But, when sugar calls, I have no trouble answering.

I was struck by the irony of it all on my way back to my room. If only I could harness that addiction energy and use it in other areas. Like posting to my blog more often.

In other news, Kingston is still pretty much under siege. They’ve been getting some heavy rain, which seems to have impeded progress on both sides, but yeah, they’re still going at it. I’ve been following the events both through the Gleaner’s website and by phone contact with my family. At least it isn’t front-page news anymore. Jamaica really does not need the shoddy publicity.

Other than that, my main concern has been money. My goal is to raise $3,000 by mid-August, to pay off a debt that technically, I do not owe. More on that later. I might be able to raise the funds through the two jobs I have now, but barely. Also, my day job makes me want to put a bullet in my foot. After robbing me of my usual duties and giving me the jobs of my underlings, my bosses are asking me to reapply for the position.

I take this, quite literally, as an insult added to injury. I have worked for them- and done an excellent job at everything they ask of me- for two years. The least they could do is show a little respect for that. If they just want me gone for some reason, they should be more straightforward. Firing usually works well.