Yet another declaration of my continued existence
As I close in on yet another year, which I measure by summers as summers include my turning another year older, I have returned to LiveJournal to type my usual reflection.
I've been going through a bit of a renaissance in keeping an actual written journal with a fancy pen and all, so I feel a bit weird about making long entries on here. In comparison, this might actually be very short.
I graduate from Kennesaw State University at the end of this July with my Masters. Hopefully before another year passes, I will find a position somewhere teaching English to high schoolers. Middle schoolers, if need be. I will most likely be in North Carolina, where the Boy currently resides. I will hopefully be done with higher education for some time with exceptions to professional development. I have done very well in my program and even got an award for being Most Outstanding student. My collaborative teachers who have watched me in the classroom field placement have told me that I've really grown as a teacher. This is the job for me. It won't always be great, but it is what I want to do.
I miss Florida and I am going to miss Georgia. I miss people. My recent efforts to be online and in touch with everyone have given me a good return. Let's cross our fingers that this trend continues.
The Boy and I are in a good place. I know I'm a very emotional and dramatic person sometimes. This journal has obviously seen the brunt of that. But since going back to school and jumping into developing what will become my lifelong career, I have grown up a lot. I stress out, but I also put things in perspective. I've also been getting steadily happier and happier all the time. It's allowed me to treat my personal life in a different way. At the same time, the Boy has been growing in the same way and in the same direction. This person is my best friend and he talks to me now more than ever. Really talks. I never figured I would be one of those people who keeps going round this circle with the same person over and over again, but I don't feel like I'm fooling myself. We have dragged a lot of dirty laundry into the light, so to speak, and I say there is no circle. There's only up, up, up.
Holy shit, y'all. I'm an adult. I'm not saying that while rolling my eyes or being sarcastic. I'm looking at myself very seriously in the mirror and calling myself an adult. I wasn't able to do that before.
I'm an adult. Feels good.
I've been going through a bit of a renaissance in keeping an actual written journal with a fancy pen and all, so I feel a bit weird about making long entries on here. In comparison, this might actually be very short.
I graduate from Kennesaw State University at the end of this July with my Masters. Hopefully before another year passes, I will find a position somewhere teaching English to high schoolers. Middle schoolers, if need be. I will most likely be in North Carolina, where the Boy currently resides. I will hopefully be done with higher education for some time with exceptions to professional development. I have done very well in my program and even got an award for being Most Outstanding student. My collaborative teachers who have watched me in the classroom field placement have told me that I've really grown as a teacher. This is the job for me. It won't always be great, but it is what I want to do.
I miss Florida and I am going to miss Georgia. I miss people. My recent efforts to be online and in touch with everyone have given me a good return. Let's cross our fingers that this trend continues.
The Boy and I are in a good place. I know I'm a very emotional and dramatic person sometimes. This journal has obviously seen the brunt of that. But since going back to school and jumping into developing what will become my lifelong career, I have grown up a lot. I stress out, but I also put things in perspective. I've also been getting steadily happier and happier all the time. It's allowed me to treat my personal life in a different way. At the same time, the Boy has been growing in the same way and in the same direction. This person is my best friend and he talks to me now more than ever. Really talks. I never figured I would be one of those people who keeps going round this circle with the same person over and over again, but I don't feel like I'm fooling myself. We have dragged a lot of dirty laundry into the light, so to speak, and I say there is no circle. There's only up, up, up.
Holy shit, y'all. I'm an adult. I'm not saying that while rolling my eyes or being sarcastic. I'm looking at myself very seriously in the mirror and calling myself an adult. I wasn't able to do that before.
I'm an adult. Feels good.