I’m not complaining.
You know how some days you just need to say things? They aren’t complaints; they’re facts. But they almost seem negative so they come off as complaints.
But they’re not, because I’m not complaining.
I am currently on a break from my Web Design class. I have no idea what’s going on. Actually, I suppose that is something that I could complain about. My instructor just doesn’t seem to be getting things across. I’d say it’s just me, but it’s not. There are only about 2 people in this class who understand what’s going on.
Ya, I’m so not one of them.
But I’m trying.
Sort of.
It’s also very cold in here. Again, not a complaint, just a fact.
Of course it might just be so cold in here because I am so tired. That’s mostly my own fault. I probably shouldn’t have gone to bed at 11 last night and woke up at 4 this morning.
Ya, that’s so my bad.
In the meantime I am trying to focus on the 101 billion things I have left to do this week (again, not a complaint—more like an exaggeration…)
But I should take notes now.
Or at least I would if I had a pen. I always have pens. Usually at least 6 pens on me at a time. I think other people have caught on that I’m the pen girl because they’re always asking for one but never returning.
So today when I need one, I don’t have one.
But then considering what class I’m in, knowing full well that even if I can take notes I’ll have no idea what they mean in an hour, I am definitely not complaining.
You know how some days you just need to say things? They aren’t complaints; they’re facts. But they almost seem negative so they come off as complaints.
But they’re not, because I’m not complaining.
I am currently on a break from my Web Design class. I have no idea what’s going on. Actually, I suppose that is something that I could complain about. My instructor just doesn’t seem to be getting things across. I’d say it’s just me, but it’s not. There are only about 2 people in this class who understand what’s going on.
Ya, I’m so not one of them.
But I’m trying.
Sort of.
It’s also very cold in here. Again, not a complaint, just a fact.
Of course it might just be so cold in here because I am so tired. That’s mostly my own fault. I probably shouldn’t have gone to bed at 11 last night and woke up at 4 this morning.
Ya, that’s so my bad.
In the meantime I am trying to focus on the 101 billion things I have left to do this week (again, not a complaint—more like an exaggeration…)
But I should take notes now.
Or at least I would if I had a pen. I always have pens. Usually at least 6 pens on me at a time. I think other people have caught on that I’m the pen girl because they’re always asking for one but never returning.
So today when I need one, I don’t have one.
But then considering what class I’m in, knowing full well that even if I can take notes I’ll have no idea what they mean in an hour, I am definitely not complaining.