Another day, another complication

My knee is killing me. I did a lot of walking today, between buying my books getting to class and trying to get all the stupid paperwork together so I can finally start working, I walked the entire campus, I'm a couch potato man, my body is protesting all this sudden activity.
I can't start working yet by the way... turns out I have to wait another week for some type of authorization before I can finally fill out what I need. I did meet one of the other student workers and she's incredibly nice, I'm looking forward to working there. But well hopefully I'll be done with all this bureaucratic stuff sooner or later, I'll tell you I never thought I'd have all this trouble trying to work.
And I feel slightly guilty, because I can't bring any cash in yet, but my books only will be over 400$. And I'm buying them used! I can't believe we have to spend so much money in this, when we'll barely use them and then when we try to sell them back they won't give us half of what we paid.
It's funny whenever I tell someone that I might go to France the first thing they ask me is do you speak French? No I don't, which is one of the reasons I haven't applied yet. It scares me to think about being by myself somewhere where I don't speak the language. Like I said before it doesn't really excite me, aside from the French Open. My sister has called me every name that has come through her mind for even doubting it, but what can you do? I mean I've never had dreams of traveling and well it's not my thing. I've thought about telling everyone I applied and not doing it, just say that I didn't get it. Would that be that bad? I mean I don't really feel like going and this way I'd be good with everyone because I took a chance and be sure that I don't have to go if I don't want to. I'm being silly aren't I? I never take any chances, I like safety so maybe this is an opportunity to do something different. You should be laughing at me right now, I'm such a loser, I should just shut up and do it. But well that's me I'm indecisive and I think stuff way too much.
I had some trouble sleeping last night. I actually went to bed late because I was writing into my never-ending love story which I had abandoned a bit (it's so long right now... I got inspired last night, and wrote quite a bit... funny seeing as I doubt any other pair of human eyes will ever see it, but I love having an outlet just for me) , and when I finally went to bed, I had trouble falling asleep and then I kept waking up. That's been happening a lot to me lately. I go to bed really tired but it takes me so long to fall sleep... I wonder what that is about. It's not coffee because I rarely drink it, and it's not like I sleep during the day either, so who knows.

Here are some photos from my trip to Nashville:






Those are the indoor gardens from the hotel we visited. It was really amazing.