Another Life Update
Thank god school is over for the summer, that's all I can say. e_e;;
William and I have been moved into our new apartment for a couple months now, and I love it! There's so much more room and feels more like a home. We actually have artwork up on the walls. Having the second bedroom as a computer room is really nice. Right now our living room is a little sparse, but my mom is giving us one of her old tv stands that actually has some storage, so we can get rid of the box of movies sitting next to the TV :P Southern Arizona is still the pit of hell, but it makes it a little more bearable coming home to a nice place that I can shut the white trash out of for awhile.
This semester sucked. Hardcore. It was one of those transitional periods (for William too) where I was really thinking about what I want to do. And when I looked back at what I really enjoyed, it wasn't graphic design or even possibly teaching. I didn't want to sit a cubicle all day drawing something for someone else, and frankly the whole idea of affecting a child's future emotions and developmental progressions scared me. So I thought and the one thing that I absolutely love, and have loved since I first started it two years ago was ASL. It always interested me as a child and I sort of forgot about it until I needed that extra credit one semester and the choice was chemistry or ASL. My teachers have all told me I have a knack for it, and it comes naturally to me. The grammar structure and vocabulary makes sense to me. I could never grasp spoken languages. I always find myself signing songs or signing to myself. Since being introduced to Deaf culture I've been fascinated, and I keep wanting to learn more. So, why not become an interpreter? It was always an option, but I wanted to know my teacher, Lillian's, opinion. I always worry that I might not be cut out for it, but when I asked Lillian, she got excited and told me, "There are people I watch in class and think to myself, 'I wish they'd go through the interpreting program!' and you're one of those people. You do really well at grasping the concepts and I can tell you have a talent for it." So, I'm all signed (no pun intended :P) up for interpreting classes next semester. And for once, I feel like this is the right thing, I'm not hesitant like with graphic design or teaching. So, while my gpa has suffered the past semesters, it's going to be better because I'll be in classes for my future profession.
Brook still has her occasional seizures, and recently her eye started bugging a little bit. Fearing the worst, my mom and dad did an ultrasound on her eye with the help of Marsella, their neighbor who just so happens to a veterinarian who specializes in Ophthalmology. They couldn't find any tumors, so luckily to our knowledge Brook's not going anywhere anytime soon. :)
My mom has gotten into making quilted handbags lately, but not those boring ones you see at department stores that are just one color. She actually creates artwork with them. She'll do paper-piecing and create these arched sun shapes, and she designed one bag that has hues of purples and oranges, with desert hares and saguaro cacti on it. She got the idea to come up with designs and write patterns and sell the patterns. She asked me to help her out with designs, so I'm starting with a bag that I'd want to have. I started sketching it out already, it'll have lily pads and pond lilies on it, and I think it'll turn out really well. :3 I like the sketch already.
Not much else happening in my life...I sit and play alot of World of Warcraft because we're broke, but I'm perfectly content to do that. I'm such a homebody. :D
William and I have been moved into our new apartment for a couple months now, and I love it! There's so much more room and feels more like a home. We actually have artwork up on the walls. Having the second bedroom as a computer room is really nice. Right now our living room is a little sparse, but my mom is giving us one of her old tv stands that actually has some storage, so we can get rid of the box of movies sitting next to the TV :P Southern Arizona is still the pit of hell, but it makes it a little more bearable coming home to a nice place that I can shut the white trash out of for awhile.
This semester sucked. Hardcore. It was one of those transitional periods (for William too) where I was really thinking about what I want to do. And when I looked back at what I really enjoyed, it wasn't graphic design or even possibly teaching. I didn't want to sit a cubicle all day drawing something for someone else, and frankly the whole idea of affecting a child's future emotions and developmental progressions scared me. So I thought and the one thing that I absolutely love, and have loved since I first started it two years ago was ASL. It always interested me as a child and I sort of forgot about it until I needed that extra credit one semester and the choice was chemistry or ASL. My teachers have all told me I have a knack for it, and it comes naturally to me. The grammar structure and vocabulary makes sense to me. I could never grasp spoken languages. I always find myself signing songs or signing to myself. Since being introduced to Deaf culture I've been fascinated, and I keep wanting to learn more. So, why not become an interpreter? It was always an option, but I wanted to know my teacher, Lillian's, opinion. I always worry that I might not be cut out for it, but when I asked Lillian, she got excited and told me, "There are people I watch in class and think to myself, 'I wish they'd go through the interpreting program!' and you're one of those people. You do really well at grasping the concepts and I can tell you have a talent for it." So, I'm all signed (no pun intended :P) up for interpreting classes next semester. And for once, I feel like this is the right thing, I'm not hesitant like with graphic design or teaching. So, while my gpa has suffered the past semesters, it's going to be better because I'll be in classes for my future profession.
Brook still has her occasional seizures, and recently her eye started bugging a little bit. Fearing the worst, my mom and dad did an ultrasound on her eye with the help of Marsella, their neighbor who just so happens to a veterinarian who specializes in Ophthalmology. They couldn't find any tumors, so luckily to our knowledge Brook's not going anywhere anytime soon. :)
My mom has gotten into making quilted handbags lately, but not those boring ones you see at department stores that are just one color. She actually creates artwork with them. She'll do paper-piecing and create these arched sun shapes, and she designed one bag that has hues of purples and oranges, with desert hares and saguaro cacti on it. She got the idea to come up with designs and write patterns and sell the patterns. She asked me to help her out with designs, so I'm starting with a bag that I'd want to have. I started sketching it out already, it'll have lily pads and pond lilies on it, and I think it'll turn out really well. :3 I like the sketch already.
Not much else happening in my life...I sit and play alot of World of Warcraft because we're broke, but I'm perfectly content to do that. I'm such a homebody. :D