I am woe

You are all probably sick of me bitching about being in school. You're most likely sick of it because I have been complaining for a year and a half and you're even more sick of me constantly pointing out that I have 2 more years. My complaining gets especially bad at the end of the semester when life just completely sucks. Which is right now. And I am going to complain a lot, especially in my blog because it is my blog and I want to complain.

But alas, there's nothing I can really complain about (about which I can complain, a thousand apologies for my terrible grammar) because it can all be summed up in one scentence : My life is hell on earth and I have to deal with this for two more years. I really wish I hadn't told everyone of my secret desire to get pregnant so I wouldn't have to go school anymore, because now everyone will know when I..... I mean..... um.....

No, I wouldn't have a child merely because I don't want to be in school anymore. Well, actually that is a lie. I would have one to get out of grad school if I was financially ready and willing for the child thing to happen anyway. Which I'm not, so I'm not going to be a terrible parent even before I am a parent. In a happy world I never would have gone back to grad school in the first place, but life is a bitch.

Though if we were to have a child, we at least would have a name for it. If it was to be a girl-child. The boy-children will have to wait awhile, because I haven't yet coerced Andrew into agreeing with me. But I have time. Oh yes, I have time, and I will win. What's the girl's name? Secret. I'll let you know when the birth certificate is signed, which should be in like 5 years.

To sum up: I loathe and hate school and I will not stop complaining about it until I graduate which is in 2 years. Every once in a while you will have to deal with my rants about school and my hatred of it on my blog. Also, I really won't have a baby to get out of getting my masters, no matter how much I might talk about it.