Update in a million years... and it's this?
What can I say about the course of several months?
School is insane and I'm in the wake of the storm that's slowly descending on me but why complain now? I have a few more days before everything starts up again and I should be doing more productive things right now but... well, I'm not. Oh well.
A brief recap?
I made a very good friend named Anna--she's very different than the type of person that I'm usually friends with, she's not Audrey-esque or Bequi-y and she's not anything like the other girls in the Core 4. I also get along well with my office mate, Joanna. Suffice to say, this is the first year where I can say that I actually have more female friends than dudes. It's really strange and kind of uncomfortable but I'm happy with the friends I have, no matter their gender.
My mentor at Boulder is insane. A genius, but sometimes I think he's off his rocker. I wonder why he got paired as my mentor and then I remember. Yeah, i guess I'm crazy also.
I found a professor that hated my guts. She made my semester a living hell-- I dreaded her seminar, I dreaded everything about that class. I turned in my thesis 30 seconds before it was due, ran back to my office and puked. ...but I got an A. I don't understand. I'm not even going to waste time thinking about it.
Alex and I visited Prof DK and Dan in Buffalo over Christmas break-- how wonderful it was to be in the company of old friends. Sitting with DK and his lady was so comfortable and they related a story of how they met Prof. Woelck under strange circumstances and ended up talking about me. How strange, but it's nice to know that I've at least left an impression somewhere.
...and Christmas was good. I had a hard time relaxing with the family at first because I had so many final exams to grade but finally I was able to loosen up and enjoy myself. My mother made me a quilt and I got a bunch of new stuff for the kitchen but it wasn't so much anything about the material as it was just being home and being with family. Pappy and I took a morning and an afternoon and did a country drive-- breakfast at EZs and up to see the windmills. It was nice being with him, he was distressed because Chris Johnson's father was in a hospital on life support. This man, my father's surrogate father, was a person who was a great talker; pappy called him a "conversationalist." He passed away when the family convened from around the country to say their goodbyes to him and my father is incredibly upset. Poor pappy. He's so sensitive. I suppose the country drive was as important to him as it was to me-- for him to talk and for me to listen.
Anyway, to do real work now..
School is insane and I'm in the wake of the storm that's slowly descending on me but why complain now? I have a few more days before everything starts up again and I should be doing more productive things right now but... well, I'm not. Oh well.
A brief recap?
I made a very good friend named Anna--she's very different than the type of person that I'm usually friends with, she's not Audrey-esque or Bequi-y and she's not anything like the other girls in the Core 4. I also get along well with my office mate, Joanna. Suffice to say, this is the first year where I can say that I actually have more female friends than dudes. It's really strange and kind of uncomfortable but I'm happy with the friends I have, no matter their gender.
My mentor at Boulder is insane. A genius, but sometimes I think he's off his rocker. I wonder why he got paired as my mentor and then I remember. Yeah, i guess I'm crazy also.
I found a professor that hated my guts. She made my semester a living hell-- I dreaded her seminar, I dreaded everything about that class. I turned in my thesis 30 seconds before it was due, ran back to my office and puked. ...but I got an A. I don't understand. I'm not even going to waste time thinking about it.
Alex and I visited Prof DK and Dan in Buffalo over Christmas break-- how wonderful it was to be in the company of old friends. Sitting with DK and his lady was so comfortable and they related a story of how they met Prof. Woelck under strange circumstances and ended up talking about me. How strange, but it's nice to know that I've at least left an impression somewhere.
...and Christmas was good. I had a hard time relaxing with the family at first because I had so many final exams to grade but finally I was able to loosen up and enjoy myself. My mother made me a quilt and I got a bunch of new stuff for the kitchen but it wasn't so much anything about the material as it was just being home and being with family. Pappy and I took a morning and an afternoon and did a country drive-- breakfast at EZs and up to see the windmills. It was nice being with him, he was distressed because Chris Johnson's father was in a hospital on life support. This man, my father's surrogate father, was a person who was a great talker; pappy called him a "conversationalist." He passed away when the family convened from around the country to say their goodbyes to him and my father is incredibly upset. Poor pappy. He's so sensitive. I suppose the country drive was as important to him as it was to me-- for him to talk and for me to listen.
Anyway, to do real work now..