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I just realized I never really posted about the holidays, silly me.
2007 flew by. It does not feel like a year has passed since we went to New Orleans. It does not feel like over a year has passed since Jim and I started dating. The older I get, the faster time seems to go. I could almost swear that things that happened last January happened only a month ago.
Christmas this year was hectic, like most. I woke up at my Mom's and we had Christmas morning on speed, consisting of making and scarfing down pancakes much too fast, and way too many people opening presents way too quickly (while on videocamera, of course). By that, I mean my brother and I were there, along with Nathan and Michael, Michael's girlfriend, and Bev and Pat. My brother and I of course had to leave at 11:45 to go to my Dad's, so everything was far too rushed and much less enjoyable than Christmases used to be a long time ago. We went to my Dad's and did the presents thing all over, and my brother got Guitar Hero 2 with his (SECOND-he has one at my Mom's also, the spoiled little thing) xbox360. After we were done everything, he and I went to the basement and hooked it up to play for a little while. Jim eventually got there and we played guitar hero a little more before going over to my grandparents' house, where we ate shrimp and then again opened presents on speed so we could race down to Jim's house. We then hung out with his (extended) family for the rest of the night. Hooray for confetti pictures and knowing a bunch of Christmas songs. Jim drove me home afterwards, and it was about 1am before I actually got to bed. I grumpily went to work the next day.
New Years was really low key. Jim was at work until about 10:30, so by the time he took a shower and everything we didn't have time to do much before the ball dropped. I would have liked to get out to a party (either at Chris's or something at College Park), but it didn't happen since we got started so late and Jim had to work the next day. Don't get me wrong, though- I enjoyed our low key New Years for what it was. I guess I'm more disappointed I didn't get to eat Ledo's pizza and watch football the next day.
Now, I'll have two weeks of work from tomorrow before I'm done for the winter. Then, it'll be to New Orleans and the rest of the Western Caribbean with Jim for 7 nights. After researching today (that's how interesting my job is sometimes, folks!), Guatemala does not seem as sketchy as it once did. And speaking of Jim, I love that kid even though he drives me crazy (either on purpose or not so much) sometimes. I don't know what I'd do without him.
It hit me (again) this afternoon that next year at this time, I won't ever reach that point where I only have two weeks left to work before I leave. I don't really know what to do with that. I thrive off of change, and I'm not sure I can handle the monotony of this every day for months upon months. It's nice to know where I'm headed and what I'm going to do, don't get me wrong, but the thought of never leaving makes me feel trapped.
I'm still debating taking graduate courses for a semester and graduating with everyone else in May '09. I need to talk to an advisor when this semester starts up. Sometimes that seems like a really good idea, because I'd actually be able to run for a TBS somethingorother, and I'd actually be able to get my full four years like everyone else, and it'd be another semester of living with friends and not worrying about real life, etc. But on the other hand, sometimes I just want to get my life STARTED already. Sometimes I want to get my own place. I want to get settled into my job so that it feels like a career and not a burden and so that being at my place of work feels like my life extended instead of feeling like a parallel universe where I'm not allowed to have a personal life or personality.
This got really off-topic. I blame the excess time and abundance of thoughts.
2007 flew by. It does not feel like a year has passed since we went to New Orleans. It does not feel like over a year has passed since Jim and I started dating. The older I get, the faster time seems to go. I could almost swear that things that happened last January happened only a month ago.
Christmas this year was hectic, like most. I woke up at my Mom's and we had Christmas morning on speed, consisting of making and scarfing down pancakes much too fast, and way too many people opening presents way too quickly (while on videocamera, of course). By that, I mean my brother and I were there, along with Nathan and Michael, Michael's girlfriend, and Bev and Pat. My brother and I of course had to leave at 11:45 to go to my Dad's, so everything was far too rushed and much less enjoyable than Christmases used to be a long time ago. We went to my Dad's and did the presents thing all over, and my brother got Guitar Hero 2 with his (SECOND-he has one at my Mom's also, the spoiled little thing) xbox360. After we were done everything, he and I went to the basement and hooked it up to play for a little while. Jim eventually got there and we played guitar hero a little more before going over to my grandparents' house, where we ate shrimp and then again opened presents on speed so we could race down to Jim's house. We then hung out with his (extended) family for the rest of the night. Hooray for confetti pictures and knowing a bunch of Christmas songs. Jim drove me home afterwards, and it was about 1am before I actually got to bed. I grumpily went to work the next day.
New Years was really low key. Jim was at work until about 10:30, so by the time he took a shower and everything we didn't have time to do much before the ball dropped. I would have liked to get out to a party (either at Chris's or something at College Park), but it didn't happen since we got started so late and Jim had to work the next day. Don't get me wrong, though- I enjoyed our low key New Years for what it was. I guess I'm more disappointed I didn't get to eat Ledo's pizza and watch football the next day.
Now, I'll have two weeks of work from tomorrow before I'm done for the winter. Then, it'll be to New Orleans and the rest of the Western Caribbean with Jim for 7 nights. After researching today (that's how interesting my job is sometimes, folks!), Guatemala does not seem as sketchy as it once did. And speaking of Jim, I love that kid even though he drives me crazy (either on purpose or not so much) sometimes. I don't know what I'd do without him.
It hit me (again) this afternoon that next year at this time, I won't ever reach that point where I only have two weeks left to work before I leave. I don't really know what to do with that. I thrive off of change, and I'm not sure I can handle the monotony of this every day for months upon months. It's nice to know where I'm headed and what I'm going to do, don't get me wrong, but the thought of never leaving makes me feel trapped.
I'm still debating taking graduate courses for a semester and graduating with everyone else in May '09. I need to talk to an advisor when this semester starts up. Sometimes that seems like a really good idea, because I'd actually be able to run for a TBS somethingorother, and I'd actually be able to get my full four years like everyone else, and it'd be another semester of living with friends and not worrying about real life, etc. But on the other hand, sometimes I just want to get my life STARTED already. Sometimes I want to get my own place. I want to get settled into my job so that it feels like a career and not a burden and so that being at my place of work feels like my life extended instead of feeling like a parallel universe where I'm not allowed to have a personal life or personality.
This got really off-topic. I blame the excess time and abundance of thoughts.