ranting while driving is strictly forbidden

the problem with starting a new semester in school, is that the schedule is different than last semester. now i know what youre thinking. like, duh. of course it isnt the same as the last semester. but the problem is that it takes me a long time to figure out my schedule each semester. so about three weeks before the semester is over, i finally get a handle on it and i dont have look at the schedule every five minutes to see when my next class is. so at the beginning of the semester, im still on last semester time. its like being in the wrong time zone or something. so i keep showing up for things at the wrong time, or missing things, or not remembering what day of the week it is exactly. its not so good.

why is it, do you think, that life is so complicated? nothing is ever simple, nothing is ever straightforward. except for when i travel for some reason. my sister's flights are always getting delayed or canceled or whatever, and they almost always loose her bags. for some reason, my traveling experiences are always really smooth. i never (baruch hashem, bli ayin hara, poo poo poo) have problems when i travel except for the occasional overweight bag which i either pay for or flutter my eyelashes or figure out some way to make it the right weight. so i dont seem to have problems with that. just other things. like seriously, why cant your beshert be plopped right in front of your at some point, whenever hashem deems you ready, with a sign on him that says, i dont know something instructive like "rivqa's beshert". that would make things nice and tidy. but does that happen? no. you gotta work for it. which, i suppose, makes you appreciate it more in the end. but for some people who have no time to date, like me, it becomes quite complicated. i know what youre thinking. if it was that important, i would find time. believe me its important. its just that when im taking seventeen credits and studying for a bunch of exemption tests, i dont really have any goof off time. my mom once told me that if she hadnt had to go to class when she was in class she would have had time to do the homework. i know how she feels. how am i supposed to get all this work done if im in class all the time? it's a quandary. i asked my brother when he dates in his crazy schedule. his answer? "sometime around three in the morning." yeah. no joke. also no help. and i hate the fact that the girl has to put in most of the work. yeah, yeah, the guy has to do alot of stuff once the dating actually begins, but all the preliminary stuff is done by the girl. seriously. i have no time. speaking of which i have to go do more homework. shock. and find dinner. adios.