sick of this island... this life...

Yah I've been going to school all my life. A bit long, don't you think? I've been in college ever since I graduated HS in 2000. I have one freaking year left and then I grad with 2 BA degrees, but I'm getting sick of it. Especially since I am NOT looking forward to having a teacher I hate for a whole year, because the class is required for the major. I wish I had the money to go off to Manoa and take that class over the summer, but its not going to be happening now. Now that I am back home I am sick of my house - its the biggest allergy for me that ever existed. Way too much dust, the number one thing that makes me sneeze. The cats are fun to be with, but once I start sneezing they make it worse. And my gramma makes being home like hell. I hate the woman, and she's probably mad at me that I ignored her all day yesterday. I snuck off to David's house and didn't even finish unpacking my stuff. I have the tiniest room in the house, barely fits a bed, and my Gramma has the audacity to do some of the things she does (I graciously gave up my room so she could live here and my parents hurriedly made a makeshift room for me to live in). I thought I was going to start work right away but it looks like its going to be a while.. and I am not looking forward to going back to that job. Just having a really crappy time right now. Thanks for reading my rant, it was worthless.