2005
I feel like I should say something - about the year, about my life, who knows, but something. It seems to be the thing to do, to wrap up the year. In a way, wrap up my childhood.
The year started with Adam at my house, here for the New Year and my birthday rolled into one. Awkward relationship, one which really dosn't make much sense, looking back at it, but fun. I still get along with him (if you can call "argue over everything" getting along, but hell, we have fun with it), and certainly don't regret the time we spent together. Then the year starts in earnest, school resumes, and Adam and I go our seperate ways.
Holy crap, it has been two years... that's what I get for writing at that hour of the night!
For school, this year marked a change for me. Until this point I'd pretty much breezed through school, no effort needed. Everything, especially once I got to college, was easy compared to the schools I came from. This last year though I've struggled for the first time in my life to make the grades, something I was certainly not used to. I'm still doing ok in school, just not as well as I'd like. But hey... I'll take that C in Stats, since only half the original class stuck it out and only about half of those passed. I'm damn happy with my C!
Work this summer was in the daycare business again, and I spent most of my time being the "big squishy teacher who sits on the floor and plays" for a class full of two year olds. I loved the kids, because of and despite their energy. Who else dosn't look at you funny for singing and dancing to "I'm a Little Teapot"?
This fall marked another first - finally living somewhere I can call my own. I moved into an apartment near campus with a friend, and despite the hassle of paying bills and such I'm loving it. I have a kitchen, can come and go as I please, and can tell the residence halls to shove their visitation hours. When half your friends are the opposite gender it gets really irritateing to have to watch the clock during the movie.
Perhaps most importantly this year though, I realized that a friend of mine means a whole lot more to me than just friends. Unfortunatly he spends the vast majority of his time on the opposite side of the world. Oops? (Oh... and a biscuit is fluffy, white, and tastes like buttered bread! :P). The locations are inconvinient, but... its worth it, I hope.
And then on to next year. Starting tomorrow, I am twenty one and on my way to internship, and then a job that actually has benifits. Its strange to think, but a lot of the "school" portion of my degree is done, and from here I will be spending more and more time on the practical applications of what I've spent the last two years learning. Supposedly. My guess is half of it is bull and the other half skewed by the authors, but I'll hold judgement until after I've been in the classroom a while.
And then to close... something that Jordan poked me about a while ago. Yay?
Five weird habits of mine:
1.) I really dislike overhead lighting. I'll have any number of small lamps on, but I really dislike the lights in the ceiling.
2.) I sleep on my stomach. (Yes, a weird habit... only a small portion of the population does!)
3.) If I have the time I can (and will!) read two or three books a week.
4.) I'm anal about being on time... I'd rather be early than late any day.
5.) ... I can't think of another. You tell me!
The year started with Adam at my house, here for the New Year and my birthday rolled into one. Awkward relationship, one which really dosn't make much sense, looking back at it, but fun. I still get along with him (if you can call "argue over everything" getting along, but hell, we have fun with it), and certainly don't regret the time we spent together. Then the year starts in earnest, school resumes, and Adam and I go our seperate ways.
Holy crap, it has been two years... that's what I get for writing at that hour of the night!
For school, this year marked a change for me. Until this point I'd pretty much breezed through school, no effort needed. Everything, especially once I got to college, was easy compared to the schools I came from. This last year though I've struggled for the first time in my life to make the grades, something I was certainly not used to. I'm still doing ok in school, just not as well as I'd like. But hey... I'll take that C in Stats, since only half the original class stuck it out and only about half of those passed. I'm damn happy with my C!
Work this summer was in the daycare business again, and I spent most of my time being the "big squishy teacher who sits on the floor and plays" for a class full of two year olds. I loved the kids, because of and despite their energy. Who else dosn't look at you funny for singing and dancing to "I'm a Little Teapot"?
This fall marked another first - finally living somewhere I can call my own. I moved into an apartment near campus with a friend, and despite the hassle of paying bills and such I'm loving it. I have a kitchen, can come and go as I please, and can tell the residence halls to shove their visitation hours. When half your friends are the opposite gender it gets really irritateing to have to watch the clock during the movie.
Perhaps most importantly this year though, I realized that a friend of mine means a whole lot more to me than just friends. Unfortunatly he spends the vast majority of his time on the opposite side of the world. Oops? (Oh... and a biscuit is fluffy, white, and tastes like buttered bread! :P). The locations are inconvinient, but... its worth it, I hope.
And then on to next year. Starting tomorrow, I am twenty one and on my way to internship, and then a job that actually has benifits. Its strange to think, but a lot of the "school" portion of my degree is done, and from here I will be spending more and more time on the practical applications of what I've spent the last two years learning. Supposedly. My guess is half of it is bull and the other half skewed by the authors, but I'll hold judgement until after I've been in the classroom a while.
And then to close... something that Jordan poked me about a while ago. Yay?
Five weird habits of mine:
1.) I really dislike overhead lighting. I'll have any number of small lamps on, but I really dislike the lights in the ceiling.
2.) I sleep on my stomach. (Yes, a weird habit... only a small portion of the population does!)
3.) If I have the time I can (and will!) read two or three books a week.
4.) I'm anal about being on time... I'd rather be early than late any day.
5.) ... I can't think of another. You tell me!