Satisfactory.
I remember when I was a kid and my teachers would review my work, it would be unsatisfactory, satisfactory, or good. U, S or G. I always got G's.... if I ever got an S I would freak out. What am I doing wrong? better! must be better!
As I got older, everything slipped into U's. My effort, my assignments, my attendance. All of it.
This year I've been striving to maintain S, and I'm proud to report moderate success.
I'm only behind in one class... out of five.
but still, I am behind in that class. I need to catch up. But with what time?
next week I'm going to Victoria with my site visits class. I will catch up then, I think.
I'm really good at planning to catch up later, and not so great at actually doing it now.
Things are going really well with Phil. We spend almost every day together, and we're not sick of each other at all. I love being with him and lapsing into a comfortable silence; knowing that nothing needs to be said, because everything between us is right. I've never felt quite so comfortable... quite so accepted.
I have a paper rout, cuz I didn't want to bother holding down a scheduled job. This way I only have to do stuff for an hour and a half on Wednesdays, Fridays and Saturdays, I get payed at least $15 each time, and it's good exercise. A little bit of extra money in my pocket is never a bad thing.
I've got 5 classes, and I'm putting in 14 hours a week of free labour for my practicum at a local bible college library. I'm actually really enjoying the work. It's picky and repetitive, but I like it. I suppose it appeals to the anal aspects of my nature. (I AM the Grammar Nazi... just ask my little brothers)
I miss my family, but I'm also missing them less and less, which frightens me. I don't like the days I'm not longing to hold Moe and hang out with JJ. The days I'm too busy to really worry about what's going on with them. It makes me nervous, and it hurts when I do think of them to know that I spent so much time not thinking about it.
I feel like I have a responsibility... one that I love! and I'm not fulfilling it. I love being a big sister... the joy I feel from that outweighs almost anything in my life... but lately I've been so lazy. I haven't had any deep talks with either of the boys, and I totally missed Vanessa's birthday.... I was thinking of her the whole three or four days surrounding her birthday, but I didn't call her on the day (cuz I couldn't find her number) and I haven't emailed her or anything.
ah well. Life goes on. I hope she will forgive me. I know the boys still love me. *sigh*
I'm not sure how to close this update.....
oh ya, 162 days until Rebekah Joan Lanteigne is no more.
I'll be Rebekah Joan Duprey.
As I got older, everything slipped into U's. My effort, my assignments, my attendance. All of it.
This year I've been striving to maintain S, and I'm proud to report moderate success.
I'm only behind in one class... out of five.
but still, I am behind in that class. I need to catch up. But with what time?
next week I'm going to Victoria with my site visits class. I will catch up then, I think.
I'm really good at planning to catch up later, and not so great at actually doing it now.
Things are going really well with Phil. We spend almost every day together, and we're not sick of each other at all. I love being with him and lapsing into a comfortable silence; knowing that nothing needs to be said, because everything between us is right. I've never felt quite so comfortable... quite so accepted.
I have a paper rout, cuz I didn't want to bother holding down a scheduled job. This way I only have to do stuff for an hour and a half on Wednesdays, Fridays and Saturdays, I get payed at least $15 each time, and it's good exercise. A little bit of extra money in my pocket is never a bad thing.
I've got 5 classes, and I'm putting in 14 hours a week of free labour for my practicum at a local bible college library. I'm actually really enjoying the work. It's picky and repetitive, but I like it. I suppose it appeals to the anal aspects of my nature. (I AM the Grammar Nazi... just ask my little brothers)
I miss my family, but I'm also missing them less and less, which frightens me. I don't like the days I'm not longing to hold Moe and hang out with JJ. The days I'm too busy to really worry about what's going on with them. It makes me nervous, and it hurts when I do think of them to know that I spent so much time not thinking about it.
I feel like I have a responsibility... one that I love! and I'm not fulfilling it. I love being a big sister... the joy I feel from that outweighs almost anything in my life... but lately I've been so lazy. I haven't had any deep talks with either of the boys, and I totally missed Vanessa's birthday.... I was thinking of her the whole three or four days surrounding her birthday, but I didn't call her on the day (cuz I couldn't find her number) and I haven't emailed her or anything.
ah well. Life goes on. I hope she will forgive me. I know the boys still love me. *sigh*
I'm not sure how to close this update.....
oh ya, 162 days until Rebekah Joan Lanteigne is no more.
I'll be Rebekah Joan Duprey.