First update in a million years
You know it's been a while since you've posted when stephywang insists that you post. ^_~ (You're one to talk, Stephy, but it's true that you've been updating more than I have lately) ^_^;;
Anyhoo...I'm tired and I don't want to do homework, and I don't want to go to bed, so I'll procrastinate by posting in lj. Hopefully my mind won't be too far gone.
I'm sad. My boy is gone. Left me to go on a golfing trip with his dad. Won't be back till late Thursday night. >_< Now I just don't know what to do with myself. ;_; I actually got some work done on projects, but that small burst of work ethic has since faded (I won't say motivation, since I wasn't particularly motivated...it had more to do with the fact that I had nothing else to do...) I'm ready for this semester to be over (have been for a really long time), but the fact that I will never be coming back has yet to sink in. When I think about it, it makes me sad. I'm going to be leaving my family, my friends, my country all behind to go someplace strange and new. Even though I've been there once, it was only for a few days. I know that this experience will be like nothing I've ever done before. That makes me both excited and terrified. I really just don't know what to expect. I'm sure I'll have a blast when I'm there, but the first couple of months will be hard. I will miss everyone terribly.
I'm also worried about this summer. Not worried so much as disappointed in its lack of potential. I'll get some crap job when almost everyone else is getting internships or studying abroad or doing something slightly more useful to their futures than slicing meat or selling trinkets for $7-$8/hr. Hell, I'll be lucky to get another $8/hr paying job. But at least I'll get to live with my sister at her cool condo, so I'll be able to maintain about the same level of independence as I do here. I won't have to feel trapped in my parents' house, bound to their rules, feeling like I'm in high school again. [shudder] But again with the being away from people business. I'll have to get used to not having Whitney around every day. But that's not something I want to get used to. (tough cookies, Jes) I'll be able to deal, though. Tuff as nails, I am.
Lastly, as per stephywang's request, thoughts on Little 500:
We got 15th place out of 32, which is pretty damn good for an all-rookie team. That includes two crashes, one on my part. Some dumb girl was pulling out of the infield and didn't hold her line, and I was comin up the inside like a bat outta hell and she ran into me and forced me off the track, where I then crashed and burned (well...not literally burned...but I sure gots me some scrapes and bruises). I feel bad because I was only in there three times, and for only a few laps, but I tried my hardest each time I went in. I'm just a terrible endurance rider. I got a bunch of speed at the start, but I burn out super-quick, so I'm only useful for a couple of laps, anyway. All in all, it was a worthwhile experience. I'm glad I did it and it will be a memory I'll cherish always (I'm also glad I got the opportunity to actually race, since this is my last year in b-ton). It was tough sometimes....hell, it was tough many times, but I don't ever regret sticking it through. My grades slipped a bit this semester. I had no idea just how much of a time committment this whole thing would be. I knew it would be a lot of work, but I didn't really know....and boy did I find out. O_o Four hours is a big chunk of one's day....(2 hrs on the road, 2 hrs on the track). But I managed to keep my head above water, so to speak. This whole experience has made me stronger (physically, and in other ways, too), and has given me a renewed respect for student athletes, especially all the Little 500 riders who do this every year, all for an intramural event. I really hope that Collins will be able to maintain a team every year from now on.
Well, that's about all for now. Until next month, when I update again. ^_~
Anyhoo...I'm tired and I don't want to do homework, and I don't want to go to bed, so I'll procrastinate by posting in lj. Hopefully my mind won't be too far gone.
I'm sad. My boy is gone. Left me to go on a golfing trip with his dad. Won't be back till late Thursday night. >_< Now I just don't know what to do with myself. ;_; I actually got some work done on projects, but that small burst of work ethic has since faded (I won't say motivation, since I wasn't particularly motivated...it had more to do with the fact that I had nothing else to do...) I'm ready for this semester to be over (have been for a really long time), but the fact that I will never be coming back has yet to sink in. When I think about it, it makes me sad. I'm going to be leaving my family, my friends, my country all behind to go someplace strange and new. Even though I've been there once, it was only for a few days. I know that this experience will be like nothing I've ever done before. That makes me both excited and terrified. I really just don't know what to expect. I'm sure I'll have a blast when I'm there, but the first couple of months will be hard. I will miss everyone terribly.
I'm also worried about this summer. Not worried so much as disappointed in its lack of potential. I'll get some crap job when almost everyone else is getting internships or studying abroad or doing something slightly more useful to their futures than slicing meat or selling trinkets for $7-$8/hr. Hell, I'll be lucky to get another $8/hr paying job. But at least I'll get to live with my sister at her cool condo, so I'll be able to maintain about the same level of independence as I do here. I won't have to feel trapped in my parents' house, bound to their rules, feeling like I'm in high school again. [shudder] But again with the being away from people business. I'll have to get used to not having Whitney around every day. But that's not something I want to get used to. (tough cookies, Jes) I'll be able to deal, though. Tuff as nails, I am.
Lastly, as per stephywang's request, thoughts on Little 500:
We got 15th place out of 32, which is pretty damn good for an all-rookie team. That includes two crashes, one on my part. Some dumb girl was pulling out of the infield and didn't hold her line, and I was comin up the inside like a bat outta hell and she ran into me and forced me off the track, where I then crashed and burned (well...not literally burned...but I sure gots me some scrapes and bruises). I feel bad because I was only in there three times, and for only a few laps, but I tried my hardest each time I went in. I'm just a terrible endurance rider. I got a bunch of speed at the start, but I burn out super-quick, so I'm only useful for a couple of laps, anyway. All in all, it was a worthwhile experience. I'm glad I did it and it will be a memory I'll cherish always (I'm also glad I got the opportunity to actually race, since this is my last year in b-ton). It was tough sometimes....hell, it was tough many times, but I don't ever regret sticking it through. My grades slipped a bit this semester. I had no idea just how much of a time committment this whole thing would be. I knew it would be a lot of work, but I didn't really know....and boy did I find out. O_o Four hours is a big chunk of one's day....(2 hrs on the road, 2 hrs on the track). But I managed to keep my head above water, so to speak. This whole experience has made me stronger (physically, and in other ways, too), and has given me a renewed respect for student athletes, especially all the Little 500 riders who do this every year, all for an intramural event. I really hope that Collins will be able to maintain a team every year from now on.
Well, that's about all for now. Until next month, when I update again. ^_~