I GOT IN.
I got accepted at Valdosta's library science program for the fall.
I AM SO EXCITED.
Of course, now I just need to finish up that bachelor's degree. My commencement ceremony is in two weeks, though I still have a summer class and I won't get my degree until August. Next year, I will have a master's degree that says I'm a real librarian! There's a special program that combines the library science master with the certification for school media specialists, so that I could work at either public libraries or media centers.
Also, two poems I wrote are being published in GCSU's literary magazine. And I'm performing at a belly dancing recital. So, from out of nowhere, I quite frankly have to say that
LIFE IS PRETTY AWESOME.
I have a plot at the community garden behind my apartment. I've planted three peppers (chile, green bell, and publano), two squash, two cucumbers, seven tomatoes (variously beefmasters, better boy, and best boy), honeydew, lettuce (three kinds of which I forget), strawberries, and four rows of dwarf sugar peas. They are huge, despite their name. I'm going to have to stake them soon. On my front porch I have purple petunias, pink-striped China pinks, violets, and lemon thyme. On my back porch I have basil, lemongrass, spearmint, catnip, cilantro, parsley, and lavender.
Richard might be working for a Spanish colonial project for FernBank this summer. He is very excited.
Amber's wedding is soon and that's very exciting too. I have some nice dresses I could wear if only I hadn't gain fifteen pounds since I got married. (I never bothered to cook meals before I got married, and now I eat regular meals every night. I am not pregnant.)
Richard and I don't know where we're going to live after August, where we're going to work, or how we're going to be able to pack all of our stuff and move since he'll still be going to classes when our lease runs out.
Lost will be over in just a few weeks, but the new season of Doctor Who has begun. This is my theory about the Smoke Monster:
He is Apep, a snake-demon and bringer of darkness and chaos. It was thought that his terrifying roar would cause the underworld to rumble. Myths sometimes say that Apep was trapped there, because he had been the previous chief god and suffered a coup d'etat by Ra, or because he was evil and had been imprisoned. In his battles, Apep was thought to use a magical gaze to hypnotize Ra and his entourage. (Which reminds me of the way Smokey stops occasionally to gaze into the eyes of the islanders, like Eko.)
The island is the place in the underworld where the hearts of the dead were said to be weighed against a single feather. A heart which was unworthy was devoured by the goddess Ammit and its owner condemned to remain. The heart was considered the location of the soul by ancient Egyptians. Those people with good and pure hearts were sent on to Aaru. (Guess Michael's didn't tip on the right side of the scale.)
The statue on the island is Taweret, who happens to be the wife of Apep, who decided that Apep was bad and imprisoned him.
Apep's main goal is basically to devour the sun, I think.
I AM SO EXCITED.
Of course, now I just need to finish up that bachelor's degree. My commencement ceremony is in two weeks, though I still have a summer class and I won't get my degree until August. Next year, I will have a master's degree that says I'm a real librarian! There's a special program that combines the library science master with the certification for school media specialists, so that I could work at either public libraries or media centers.
Also, two poems I wrote are being published in GCSU's literary magazine. And I'm performing at a belly dancing recital. So, from out of nowhere, I quite frankly have to say that
LIFE IS PRETTY AWESOME.
I have a plot at the community garden behind my apartment. I've planted three peppers (chile, green bell, and publano), two squash, two cucumbers, seven tomatoes (variously beefmasters, better boy, and best boy), honeydew, lettuce (three kinds of which I forget), strawberries, and four rows of dwarf sugar peas. They are huge, despite their name. I'm going to have to stake them soon. On my front porch I have purple petunias, pink-striped China pinks, violets, and lemon thyme. On my back porch I have basil, lemongrass, spearmint, catnip, cilantro, parsley, and lavender.
Richard might be working for a Spanish colonial project for FernBank this summer. He is very excited.
Amber's wedding is soon and that's very exciting too. I have some nice dresses I could wear if only I hadn't gain fifteen pounds since I got married. (I never bothered to cook meals before I got married, and now I eat regular meals every night. I am not pregnant.)
Richard and I don't know where we're going to live after August, where we're going to work, or how we're going to be able to pack all of our stuff and move since he'll still be going to classes when our lease runs out.
Lost will be over in just a few weeks, but the new season of Doctor Who has begun. This is my theory about the Smoke Monster:
He is Apep, a snake-demon and bringer of darkness and chaos. It was thought that his terrifying roar would cause the underworld to rumble. Myths sometimes say that Apep was trapped there, because he had been the previous chief god and suffered a coup d'etat by Ra, or because he was evil and had been imprisoned. In his battles, Apep was thought to use a magical gaze to hypnotize Ra and his entourage. (Which reminds me of the way Smokey stops occasionally to gaze into the eyes of the islanders, like Eko.)
The island is the place in the underworld where the hearts of the dead were said to be weighed against a single feather. A heart which was unworthy was devoured by the goddess Ammit and its owner condemned to remain. The heart was considered the location of the soul by ancient Egyptians. Those people with good and pure hearts were sent on to Aaru. (Guess Michael's didn't tip on the right side of the scale.)
The statue on the island is Taweret, who happens to be the wife of Apep, who decided that Apep was bad and imprisoned him.
Apep's main goal is basically to devour the sun, I think.