My name is Roni & I'm a school-a-holic

So you've been here before and read about how tired I am of school. How I can't wait until it's over. That I'm so damn happy. Well I am.

BUT...the listings for what is being offered for the summer & the fall came out and hot damn if there aren't like 4 classes that I'd love to take. I'm fucking addicted to school. How did this happen?

Was it the approving nod I'd get from my mom? Was it all the cute boys in class? Their stunned look when I'd whip their ass in math class? The stunned feeling when HE'D whip my ass in math class? The late night studying? The cramming? ack! I'm a S/M schoolaholic.

It's not good for someone like me to work in an educational setting, especially when they pay for whatever class I want. It's like putting a chain smoker to work at a cig outlet mall and paying her with cigs! It's too much!

I know that I need to take at least 2-3 years off of the education merry-go-round before attempting to look into PhD programs. But I still can't stop from thinking, hmmm...where should I go? *smack*

I'm a sad lil girl with an illness that not even an exorcism can cure. Hmmm..maybe I can trick a city college into letting me teach something. Me grading others...I dunno if that's enough torture for me.