Welcome to 2004
happy new year and all that shit.....
So, here it is 2004, another year went by and I failed to notice. I have attempted to update alot recently, but after a few words, I found that I didnt have anything to say. I guess that I am just not the journal type? Maybe its cause I am afraid that I will slip up and say something that I don't want others to hear? Maybe its cause I am just boring, and have nothing exciting to talk about? Maybe it's my lack of motivation? Or perhaps, just maybe, its a combination of all of the above.
It's not that I am depressed about it being 2004, but I just feel a tad numb. It's like, yeah, a new year and I am going to make all of these changes! But, I know just as well as anyone that 2 weeks down the road I will say fuck it, and forget everything I had decided to change.
So I have one more semester of school, but because my stupid ass screwed up, I think that I actually have one and a half semesters, because I have 2 classes that won't fit into my schedule this year. UGH! I fuckin HATE school. Not only am I the only one stupid enough to still be in classes, once everyone else finishes student teaching, I will still be taking classes. Why can't I just FOCUS!
Maybe its my fear of the real world. As much as I complain about being in school, I am terrified to actually graduate and find a real job. I LOVE working in VISION so much, and I love the social aspect of school. The only problem about school...is school (Or classes). If I graduate I will have to give up all of the comforting things I have grown to love. The fact that all of my friends are only 2 minutes away, or that I can be at work and see my favorite people EVERY day. X-mas break was great because I had time off of school, but it was crappy otherwise. It wasnt until I got home and realized that it would be 2 weeks till I saw some very important people, that I realized how much they ment to me.
Ok Ok Ok....enough depressing crappy talk. Wanna hear about being "down on the farm?"
I knew you did! So, I spent my christmas/new years break at the Overlook Farm in Rutland, Mass.
I know you are probably rolling on the floor laughing at the site of me working on a farm, but actually I think that you might be surprised. Not only did I pick up poop, feed the animals, and milk the cows but I did it all with a smile on my face, because it was actually quite fun! We were working with the Heifer project, which is dedicated to ending world hunger and saving the earth by providing livestock, trees, training and other resources to help poor families around the globe to become self-reliant.
Overlook is an educational facility, so we did alot of work, but we learned alot as well. I had a GREAT time. It was so peaceful and relaxing being out in the country, and having a simple job to do. I also did alot of things that I never thought I would do, such as milk a cow or ride a horse bareback, get head butted by a cow, or play with the goats! I also stepped in so much shit, but learned how good manure is for farms. Overall, the trip was outstanding! We spend the new year in Boston, at the Boston commons listening to some white kid sing outcast. The important part was that it was spent with good friends, and that is really what matters.
Here's to 2004, may it be everything that you hoped it will be. I wish everyone peace, joy, happiness and most of all love.
alena=)
here are some lyrics for you:
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse.
Still, it's so much clearer.
I forgot my shirt at the water's edge.
The moon is low tonight.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
I'm not sure all these people understand.
It's not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught,
of recklessness and water.
They cannot see me naked.
These things, they go away,
replaced by everyday.
Nightswimming, remembering that night.
September's coming soon.
I'm pining for the moon.
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit
Around the fairest sun?
That bright, tight forever drum
could not describe nightswimming.
You, I thought I knew you.
You I cannot judge.
You, I thought you knew me,
this one laughing quietly underneath my breath.
Nightswimming.
The photograph reflects,
every streetlight a reminder.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night.
So, here it is 2004, another year went by and I failed to notice. I have attempted to update alot recently, but after a few words, I found that I didnt have anything to say. I guess that I am just not the journal type? Maybe its cause I am afraid that I will slip up and say something that I don't want others to hear? Maybe its cause I am just boring, and have nothing exciting to talk about? Maybe it's my lack of motivation? Or perhaps, just maybe, its a combination of all of the above.
It's not that I am depressed about it being 2004, but I just feel a tad numb. It's like, yeah, a new year and I am going to make all of these changes! But, I know just as well as anyone that 2 weeks down the road I will say fuck it, and forget everything I had decided to change.
So I have one more semester of school, but because my stupid ass screwed up, I think that I actually have one and a half semesters, because I have 2 classes that won't fit into my schedule this year. UGH! I fuckin HATE school. Not only am I the only one stupid enough to still be in classes, once everyone else finishes student teaching, I will still be taking classes. Why can't I just FOCUS!
Maybe its my fear of the real world. As much as I complain about being in school, I am terrified to actually graduate and find a real job. I LOVE working in VISION so much, and I love the social aspect of school. The only problem about school...is school (Or classes). If I graduate I will have to give up all of the comforting things I have grown to love. The fact that all of my friends are only 2 minutes away, or that I can be at work and see my favorite people EVERY day. X-mas break was great because I had time off of school, but it was crappy otherwise. It wasnt until I got home and realized that it would be 2 weeks till I saw some very important people, that I realized how much they ment to me.
Ok Ok Ok....enough depressing crappy talk. Wanna hear about being "down on the farm?"
I knew you did! So, I spent my christmas/new years break at the Overlook Farm in Rutland, Mass.
I know you are probably rolling on the floor laughing at the site of me working on a farm, but actually I think that you might be surprised. Not only did I pick up poop, feed the animals, and milk the cows but I did it all with a smile on my face, because it was actually quite fun! We were working with the Heifer project, which is dedicated to ending world hunger and saving the earth by providing livestock, trees, training and other resources to help poor families around the globe to become self-reliant.
Overlook is an educational facility, so we did alot of work, but we learned alot as well. I had a GREAT time. It was so peaceful and relaxing being out in the country, and having a simple job to do. I also did alot of things that I never thought I would do, such as milk a cow or ride a horse bareback, get head butted by a cow, or play with the goats! I also stepped in so much shit, but learned how good manure is for farms. Overall, the trip was outstanding! We spend the new year in Boston, at the Boston commons listening to some white kid sing outcast. The important part was that it was spent with good friends, and that is really what matters.
Here's to 2004, may it be everything that you hoped it will be. I wish everyone peace, joy, happiness and most of all love.
alena=)
here are some lyrics for you:
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse.
Still, it's so much clearer.
I forgot my shirt at the water's edge.
The moon is low tonight.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
I'm not sure all these people understand.
It's not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught,
of recklessness and water.
They cannot see me naked.
These things, they go away,
replaced by everyday.
Nightswimming, remembering that night.
September's coming soon.
I'm pining for the moon.
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit
Around the fairest sun?
That bright, tight forever drum
could not describe nightswimming.
You, I thought I knew you.
You I cannot judge.
You, I thought you knew me,
this one laughing quietly underneath my breath.
Nightswimming.
The photograph reflects,
every streetlight a reminder.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night.