Day one of my last semester.
First day of school: one class down, one that I didn't go to. It's a Pima Spanish class and I'm still trying to decide which section will fit into my schedule better...so I decided to sleep in instead. My other class, the Star apprenticeship class seems like it will be fun and all apprehensions I have about it are basically normal for the most part. I think the instructors are intelligent and will help me get to where I need to be in my journalistic writing. Tomorrow, I have RPA and El Indie, and aside from all the horror stories I've heard about the latter class' instructor, I'm still excited. I'm hoping that I can get into my Wednesday class, a creative non-fiction writing course that's just up my alley. I'll be begging to be let in.
I finished Love is A Mix Tape today and I'm starting on Political Fictions by Joan Didion while reading Watchdogs of Democracy by Helen Thomas. Yup.
Going to book a ticket to L.A. today for a job conference. And life is officially starting, I'm okay with it.
I finished Love is A Mix Tape today and I'm starting on Political Fictions by Joan Didion while reading Watchdogs of Democracy by Helen Thomas. Yup.
Going to book a ticket to L.A. today for a job conference. And life is officially starting, I'm okay with it.