I'm a Busy B...Miss B. That Is
It's the beginning of the end! After this, it'll be no more classes, no more books, no more homework-just good ol' everyday life working a 9 to 5, provided I have a job. I remember this past fall my main focus was having an awesome spring break. ow that the whole adult part of me has ben awakened, I realize the last thing I have time to think about is a vacation, yet it's the only idea that keeps resurfacing in my mind.
I was browsing Monster.com looking at job opportunities in my field and realized all of the states have more opportunities than Michigan. The original plan was to move home after I finished my lease here in Ypsilanti in August. However, though I love my parents dearly (I mean come on, they did make me) living with them is stressful. In a way, I feel like I'm interrupting their lifestyle. They've finally gotten past the whole empty-nest syndrome and they just enjoy their time together. Having one of the kids back in the house would seem like a regression.
I figured all spend my spare time revising and sending out my resume. Speaking of spare time, I'm doing well with managing my time, considering it's the beginning of the semester; this is the calm before the storm people, as you already know. I almost got kicked out of one of my classes. If you don't show up for the first two meetings of your classes, you automatically get the boot. On the second day of one of my classes, I overslept. I hauled ass to drive to school and run to class. I was 40 seconds late, no joke. My name is first on the list for attendance and the teacher looks at me and says "Staci, you're late; I just kicked you out of class." I just stood there and looked at the clock tick that read 11:40:40. I wasn't about to argue with him because yeah, I was late, and my excuse would be lame but true. He said I had to be on time and said he'd give me another chance. What a guy. He's cool though and I respect him-he made realize the potential heights senoritis would give me...or depths it would give me rather.
As a plus this year, I told myself in October that I would start working out in January, so the workout center and I are an exclusive item thus far. We see each other everyday except Sunday, for it is the day of rest. Originally, I was just gonna tone up so I would look decent for spring break, but it gives me great energy and it gets me through the day all wide-eyed and alert.
There it is again-spring break. I've decided that I'll try and take a mini-trip somewhere after I graduate as a lil self "I Did It!" present.
Well time for bed since I have a great morning planned- pancakes then lifting weights! Those should probably be in reverse order, but whatever. I'm gettin my workout on because Grey's Anatomy is new tonight!
P.S. I can't stand it when people call Grey's Anatomy "Grey's" That is all. Good night lovers!
I was browsing Monster.com looking at job opportunities in my field and realized all of the states have more opportunities than Michigan. The original plan was to move home after I finished my lease here in Ypsilanti in August. However, though I love my parents dearly (I mean come on, they did make me) living with them is stressful. In a way, I feel like I'm interrupting their lifestyle. They've finally gotten past the whole empty-nest syndrome and they just enjoy their time together. Having one of the kids back in the house would seem like a regression.
I figured all spend my spare time revising and sending out my resume. Speaking of spare time, I'm doing well with managing my time, considering it's the beginning of the semester; this is the calm before the storm people, as you already know. I almost got kicked out of one of my classes. If you don't show up for the first two meetings of your classes, you automatically get the boot. On the second day of one of my classes, I overslept. I hauled ass to drive to school and run to class. I was 40 seconds late, no joke. My name is first on the list for attendance and the teacher looks at me and says "Staci, you're late; I just kicked you out of class." I just stood there and looked at the clock tick that read 11:40:40. I wasn't about to argue with him because yeah, I was late, and my excuse would be lame but true. He said I had to be on time and said he'd give me another chance. What a guy. He's cool though and I respect him-he made realize the potential heights senoritis would give me...or depths it would give me rather.
As a plus this year, I told myself in October that I would start working out in January, so the workout center and I are an exclusive item thus far. We see each other everyday except Sunday, for it is the day of rest. Originally, I was just gonna tone up so I would look decent for spring break, but it gives me great energy and it gets me through the day all wide-eyed and alert.
There it is again-spring break. I've decided that I'll try and take a mini-trip somewhere after I graduate as a lil self "I Did It!" present.
Well time for bed since I have a great morning planned- pancakes then lifting weights! Those should probably be in reverse order, but whatever. I'm gettin my workout on because Grey's Anatomy is new tonight!
P.S. I can't stand it when people call Grey's Anatomy "Grey's" That is all. Good night lovers!