I’ve got mixed feelings right now. Part of me is really happy and excited. Another part is a little anxious. The other part is mad.

I finally got in touch with the Dean of Academic Affairs today. It turns out that she was out sick last week. I spoke with her over the phone and she said that if I could provide proof — an Academic Advising Form that my advisor wrote the class down on and signed — she would let me graduate. Voila, I have the form! I’m going to meet with her tomorrow to give her the form and take care of whatever paperwork or whatever is necessary.

The bad news is, because I gave up last night, I’ve got to get as much Visual Basic done as possible before midnight tonight. Kind of makes me want to kick myself for not at least trying.

I also might be getting a better car. It’s a 1998 Pontiac Sunfire and the guy will give it to me for $400. I have to go look at it tomorrow with Dad to assess some minor damage and a couple things that are wrong with it. If Dad thinks he can fix the few things that are wrong, and I like the car, I’m getting it.

The downside of things is that tonight I found out a couple certain family members were talking shit about me at a recent birthday party we all went to. It’s nothing that hasn’t been said to my face, but it just pisses me off that someone who was supposed to be my friend would talk badly about me behind my back. It was shocking enough when this person said it to my face; it’s even more shocking to know that they said it to someone else, without me there to defend myself. I am so tired of fake people and the little jabs that this side of the family likes to dish out. I trusted this person, and I thought we were close, but I guess I was wrong.

On top of that, I called another family member — same side of the family — to make sure it was okay if Mike came to dinner and they kind of hemmed and hawed and claimed to not have room. Then they gave me a hard time about us coming later because we also have another place to be. I am so tired of these people refusing to accept our relationship. I thought this person was better than that; they’re usually more welcoming when I bring him around. I didn’t even tell him, because I didn’t want his feelings to get hurt, which I guess is why I was kind of annoyed that he didn’t seem to care when I complained to him about the other family members’ remarks and this one’s problem with us being late.

I constantly feel like the outcast of the family. I don’t know why, but they all seem to have something against me. I never did anything to them. There’s always some sort of jabbing remark, or disapproval toward my boyfriends or my choices. I’m not stupid, I know what qualities to go after in a person. I have standards. I also know how to make decisions for my own life.

Anyway, I have a monster of a headache from doing the whole last minute shopping thing, and I really need to get as much VB done as possible. I guess Thursday will be an interesting day, at the least.