Another College Blog

 I'm sorry that it's been so long since I have posted, I'm not actually even in any trouble for it.  I had a chance at straight A's this quarter and my grades the first two years weren't exactly stellar.  I blame it on the major changes that I went through, but the girls have other reasons.  Anyway, I went out shopping today with my sisters and my mom decided to come along which meant that I didn't have go as Kayla, but that didn't mean my sisters were going to let me shop for what I wanted to.  Here I am with about 1,000 women buying shoes as part of a big post-Christmas sale. I have an internship next semester and I've already had to work on finding a placement.  Unfortunately, Mia and the gang think I'll be doing some sort of fashion design internship as Kayla.  This is a strictly Kevin class because there is no way, I would be able to do the paperwork to take this class as a girl and also that would be too difficult an environment to pass in. ...

  Wow, it's been a crazy month between work, Jacob, and school.  However, I finished my last final at 3pm today so we went out for Chinese tonight and to celebrate.  I hate updating this blog on my phone and it's harder still with everybody snooping, but things went well today.  I had two different finals and I aced them both I think.  After we finish eating, we are going to go back to the apartment building and then probably going to a party or clubbing.  I'm voting for drinking back at the apartment.  My last choice is clubbing so that's probably where we'll end up.

  Jacob is here and unfortunately, his timing could not be worse.  His knowledge of what college life is like comes from movies and videos he has seen.  He's here to party and I get it.  I can't imagine that there's a great social life going to a community college, but if he had come last month there would have been time to entertain him.  We're at the tough part of the semester where papers, presentations, and finals happen. I can tell that he's pissed off Ashleigh and Allison already after getting really drunk on both Friday and Saturday nights.  The good news is that he's had enough to do with parties that he hasn't been too bothered by me working and doing course work to hang around with him as much as I normally would.  He really is a great guy, but this is a horrible time to get a crash course on fitting in at DuPont.

  All through high school, one of my best friends on the basketball team was a guy named Jacob.  He was always a bit like a wilder version of me.  He was a lot of fun at parties and he was always the guy you could count on to cheer you up on a rough day. While I started at DuPont last year, he went to community college to get his general education credits out of the way in community college.  Well, now he's looking to transfer for next year and he wants to get a look at DuPont and he wants to stay with me.  There is so much wrong with this.  We have finals coming up in two weeks, you know what I look like and how girly our apartment looks, and I just don't want to get busted.   I already told him I'm working a lot and he said that was cool, but I don't want him finding this shit out.  I'm begging and pleading with the girls to let me wear male clothing when he's here and let him stay with them, but there's some things like my hairstyle and ey...

  College wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't for finals. How do you explain to your professors that you haven't got time to study because this is the week between the lingerie party and the Christmas party, where you'll probably receive even more lingerie. Mia is making us all sick because she's taken tougher classes than we are for her engineering major and she's studying much less too.  I think I have an outside chance at a 3.0, which isn't great but all things considered isn't terrible either. Mia keeps telling me if I don't get my grades up, I will make a lovely housewife.  I'm both really looking forward and really dreading Christmas. They have promised me it won't be like Thanksgiving was with daily dress up and post requirements.