Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way...to Christmas Break!!
I am so excited and relieved! Christmas break is almost here for Transy folks which means Hell Week is almost over too! I've made it through three papers (15+ pg.), a test, a presentation, and a group discussion-- which was really much more like a presentation. And for which I volunteered to go first because my classmates are all too scared to be wrong, so instead they make the prof. uncomfortable just sitting there waiting on someone to respond to him. So I bit it and went first. Really surprised myself with how well-spoken it all came out...much better than I wrote it in the paper actually. But has been a fabulous day, because I got my Theories test back and I got a B+ (which I wasn't expecting) and think I did at least as well on my Sociology final today. So then all that's left is Mass Media and a presentation in Human Sexuality class.
So excited that this break means getting to see the family so much more! I miss the baby already, and I'm looking forward to some quality time with them all. Miss 'em all so much this semester--not the same when I just go home to visit, and my freshmen year hypothesis proved correct...I miss them a hell of a lot more when I see them more often for shorter periods of time (think every weekend, but only Saturdays) than when I see less often but for a longer amount of time (think all of break). It makes that week in between the weekends all that much more unbearable to think I'm studying while I could be enjoying some family time with them.
Also, I think I might just have the best friends in the entire world...they all know who they are because I tell them so every time I see them. Or in Shawn's case, everything I think of them! :) Plus, they are so supportive--I don't think you all realize how much you have done for me this semester. I LITERALLY could not have done it without you, and do not doubt for one second my appreciation and gratitude for you in that. It means more than you'll ever know! :)
I thought about not including this in my journal entry, since its all happy and cheerful (like I am at this very moment! yay!) but I knew those who don't get to see me that often would find it particularly interesting. So Shann gave Ed the ol' what-for the other day and he mysteriously IM's me out of the blue. (BTW, I'm not bothering with hiding his name...oh well if he knows I wrote his name in my journal.) So I'm thinking, well long-time-no-see (or talk) but whatever, such is the way with Ed. Until I found out that Shann actually gave him the what-for about not only Casey (and how shitty he has been to one of his supposed best friends) but for how he treated/treats me. So it all became apparent that he didn't just IM to say hi and see how everything was, but rather to reaffirm himself that he is not a bastard or whatever it was that Shannon called him. And just for the record, AMEERAH is MINDY's new baby GIRL, you know that girl who's my sister that I called you about when she found out she was pregnant. Thanks for the support btw. :)
So anyway, now that the slightly bitter truth has made its was out of the system, let's get back to happy things that actually matter to me. I cannot wait to get Ameerah out to Triangle Park, Jacobson Park, etc. to play. I can't wait to visit her again, because I already have books we're going to read together. She will be a very educated intellegent sort of woman like all the other women in her family if its the last thing I do! :) Plus, her grandpa is an avid reader too, so she'll need to get started early if she's going to out smart the ol' fart. hehehe, love ya dad! :) Started making me think about my own life lately...if I want kids, if a family fits into my life plan. I don't think its really fair of me to bring children into the world with the career I intend to have, chasing and being chased by the crazy bad guys who kill people recreationally. Yeah, not so much. But that is assuming that all goes as planned. Which as I have found out, it rarely does...otherwise I'd have made a very big mistake freshmen year! (oops, did I say that outloud?). Anywhoo, I'm hoping the career goes as planned but if not, that would give me more opportunity to raise kids in a safe environment. Plus, that's assuming I find a man who's perfect for me (no, not perfect--I'm not delusional here--but perfect for me!). All in due time, though I met one terrific guy the other night...must take a minute to regroup from thoughts...but otherwise, I am realistic in that I am a handful, and no whimpy little man can usually handle a handful....Though I was feeling awful nice...anywhoo, time to wrap it up...lata ganstas! (hehehe)
So excited that this break means getting to see the family so much more! I miss the baby already, and I'm looking forward to some quality time with them all. Miss 'em all so much this semester--not the same when I just go home to visit, and my freshmen year hypothesis proved correct...I miss them a hell of a lot more when I see them more often for shorter periods of time (think every weekend, but only Saturdays) than when I see less often but for a longer amount of time (think all of break). It makes that week in between the weekends all that much more unbearable to think I'm studying while I could be enjoying some family time with them.
Also, I think I might just have the best friends in the entire world...they all know who they are because I tell them so every time I see them. Or in Shawn's case, everything I think of them! :) Plus, they are so supportive--I don't think you all realize how much you have done for me this semester. I LITERALLY could not have done it without you, and do not doubt for one second my appreciation and gratitude for you in that. It means more than you'll ever know! :)
I thought about not including this in my journal entry, since its all happy and cheerful (like I am at this very moment! yay!) but I knew those who don't get to see me that often would find it particularly interesting. So Shann gave Ed the ol' what-for the other day and he mysteriously IM's me out of the blue. (BTW, I'm not bothering with hiding his name...oh well if he knows I wrote his name in my journal.) So I'm thinking, well long-time-no-see (or talk) but whatever, such is the way with Ed. Until I found out that Shann actually gave him the what-for about not only Casey (and how shitty he has been to one of his supposed best friends) but for how he treated/treats me. So it all became apparent that he didn't just IM to say hi and see how everything was, but rather to reaffirm himself that he is not a bastard or whatever it was that Shannon called him. And just for the record, AMEERAH is MINDY's new baby GIRL, you know that girl who's my sister that I called you about when she found out she was pregnant. Thanks for the support btw. :)
So anyway, now that the slightly bitter truth has made its was out of the system, let's get back to happy things that actually matter to me. I cannot wait to get Ameerah out to Triangle Park, Jacobson Park, etc. to play. I can't wait to visit her again, because I already have books we're going to read together. She will be a very educated intellegent sort of woman like all the other women in her family if its the last thing I do! :) Plus, her grandpa is an avid reader too, so she'll need to get started early if she's going to out smart the ol' fart. hehehe, love ya dad! :) Started making me think about my own life lately...if I want kids, if a family fits into my life plan. I don't think its really fair of me to bring children into the world with the career I intend to have, chasing and being chased by the crazy bad guys who kill people recreationally. Yeah, not so much. But that is assuming that all goes as planned. Which as I have found out, it rarely does...otherwise I'd have made a very big mistake freshmen year! (oops, did I say that outloud?). Anywhoo, I'm hoping the career goes as planned but if not, that would give me more opportunity to raise kids in a safe environment. Plus, that's assuming I find a man who's perfect for me (no, not perfect--I'm not delusional here--but perfect for me!). All in due time, though I met one terrific guy the other night...must take a minute to regroup from thoughts...but otherwise, I am realistic in that I am a handful, and no whimpy little man can usually handle a handful....Though I was feeling awful nice...anywhoo, time to wrap it up...lata ganstas! (hehehe)