Wow, so much to say...
... such unwillingness to say it.
I'm tired. I really think I went in over my head with the summer semester. I'll do my best since I really want to graduate as soon as possible, but seriously... this is going to be hard.
I am really into one of my classes, however. It reminds me of my beloved Management 300 class, mixed in with a handful of marketing classes, which makes me happy. I like pushing myself to a critical-thinking peak, however... I have 6 weeks to try and do 16 or so weeks of critical thinking. I'll love it, but I know I'll suffer this in some way. I'm actually betting on "working less" as the way I'll suffer.
I've been more frugal as of late, so I know I can manage my expenses enough to go out for tacos and maybe some heroin chicken sometime. I'm just super bummed that I'm panicking about a camping trip I'd been looking forward to for so long. While I could go and money isn't a big problem - it's just the enormous amount of schoolwork that's going on. There's also a big presentation that's right at that time, and I can't let 6 other people down because *I* have to go camping. Now I know why my classmates said I was crazy for taking 4 classes over the summer.
At the same time, however, I'm glad I did. I'm looking forward to being done with school. Even if it wasn't for being able to move to Utah afterward, I will just be glad to be done so I can move on to working and applying myself in whatever way. This working and going to school crap really puts a kink into my creative hose.
Now, for a complete change in subject:
Utah was really nice. Most of the time it was dry, with the exception of a couple of 4-minute torrential downpours. It's really a beautiful place, and I fall in love with it for a new reason each time I go out there. In a weird way, it's a place I feel I could live, even if J didn't live there. Perhaps I wouldn't have thought of it without him, but it's got a lot going for it. Utah isn't what I was expecting it to be... all national parks (which I wish there was more of... I don't mind fewer people!) and closed-minded people. While perhaps many are more focused on religion, I find that many of them are tolerant of other views than I had anticipated. I have yet to meet a whole bunch of people, but so far, so good.
J got a dog a couple of weeks before I went out there. Her name's Sherri and she was abused as a puppy. Super shy and super sweet. I'm getting tired, so I suppose its getting late and I'll have to talk about it another time.
In the end, I'm glad for what I have, as much as I might complain. Today's been a big day for reflection, and I'm so fortunate; I truly am, as most of us are. It's easy to forget how good we have it until hard times strike; then we wish for the days we worried about X, Y & Z instead of something like our health, or how we'll make ends meet. I have a job, I have my friends, my family, someone to love. If only everyone could be so lucky.
I'm tired. I really think I went in over my head with the summer semester. I'll do my best since I really want to graduate as soon as possible, but seriously... this is going to be hard.
I am really into one of my classes, however. It reminds me of my beloved Management 300 class, mixed in with a handful of marketing classes, which makes me happy. I like pushing myself to a critical-thinking peak, however... I have 6 weeks to try and do 16 or so weeks of critical thinking. I'll love it, but I know I'll suffer this in some way. I'm actually betting on "working less" as the way I'll suffer.
I've been more frugal as of late, so I know I can manage my expenses enough to go out for tacos and maybe some heroin chicken sometime. I'm just super bummed that I'm panicking about a camping trip I'd been looking forward to for so long. While I could go and money isn't a big problem - it's just the enormous amount of schoolwork that's going on. There's also a big presentation that's right at that time, and I can't let 6 other people down because *I* have to go camping. Now I know why my classmates said I was crazy for taking 4 classes over the summer.
At the same time, however, I'm glad I did. I'm looking forward to being done with school. Even if it wasn't for being able to move to Utah afterward, I will just be glad to be done so I can move on to working and applying myself in whatever way. This working and going to school crap really puts a kink into my creative hose.
Now, for a complete change in subject:
Utah was really nice. Most of the time it was dry, with the exception of a couple of 4-minute torrential downpours. It's really a beautiful place, and I fall in love with it for a new reason each time I go out there. In a weird way, it's a place I feel I could live, even if J didn't live there. Perhaps I wouldn't have thought of it without him, but it's got a lot going for it. Utah isn't what I was expecting it to be... all national parks (which I wish there was more of... I don't mind fewer people!) and closed-minded people. While perhaps many are more focused on religion, I find that many of them are tolerant of other views than I had anticipated. I have yet to meet a whole bunch of people, but so far, so good.
J got a dog a couple of weeks before I went out there. Her name's Sherri and she was abused as a puppy. Super shy and super sweet. I'm getting tired, so I suppose its getting late and I'll have to talk about it another time.
In the end, I'm glad for what I have, as much as I might complain. Today's been a big day for reflection, and I'm so fortunate; I truly am, as most of us are. It's easy to forget how good we have it until hard times strike; then we wish for the days we worried about X, Y & Z instead of something like our health, or how we'll make ends meet. I have a job, I have my friends, my family, someone to love. If only everyone could be so lucky.