Slo-Mo
This time of the year, it feels like everything is moving in slow motion. Also, I think about where I was a year ago (the books I was reading, books I added to my to-read list, what I was doing and plans I was making) and don't understand how it all went so quickly, especially when everything right now is slow. I feel like I'm watching time pass before me and trying to grab it with my hands, just to get a better impression of what it feels like before it's gone.
More on the specifics of this later, if I actually get time to update before I go to France. Things like reflections on my fifth year of school/first year of my post-B.A. life, and how it's the end of an era but instead of feeling choked and worried, I'm really relieved and ready to move on.
I feel like such a snot face telling people about my summer. But most of my summers have been pretty lame in comparison to everyone else's--working at a software company and "drinking with my parents"--so I don't feel too bad. But anyway, I feel like a snot face saying "Well, after I go to France for seventeen days, I have an internship in the Pinelands." Also I'll be moving into a new apartment THANK GOD FINALLY !!!!! (And working for minimum wage in the herbarium - the not exciting part of my summer - I like the herbarium quite a bit but it's far from glamorous.) I'll be living with a friend from the Writing Center and hopefully a third person. It's like two blocks from every place I need to be on campus, it's tiny but for some reason I really like that, it's very very sunny, and it has a nice yard. (Snot face)
Sometimes things just work out, just fall into place.
OK, I really should be writing a (last one of the semester!) paper now.
More on the specifics of this later, if I actually get time to update before I go to France. Things like reflections on my fifth year of school/first year of my post-B.A. life, and how it's the end of an era but instead of feeling choked and worried, I'm really relieved and ready to move on.
I feel like such a snot face telling people about my summer. But most of my summers have been pretty lame in comparison to everyone else's--working at a software company and "drinking with my parents"--so I don't feel too bad. But anyway, I feel like a snot face saying "Well, after I go to France for seventeen days, I have an internship in the Pinelands." Also I'll be moving into a new apartment THANK GOD FINALLY !!!!! (And working for minimum wage in the herbarium - the not exciting part of my summer - I like the herbarium quite a bit but it's far from glamorous.) I'll be living with a friend from the Writing Center and hopefully a third person. It's like two blocks from every place I need to be on campus, it's tiny but for some reason I really like that, it's very very sunny, and it has a nice yard. (Snot face)
Sometimes things just work out, just fall into place.
OK, I really should be writing a (last one of the semester!) paper now.