2006: 17 days old and it sucks.
This has not turned into a promising start for the new year.
A) Cincy made the playoffs-YAY!-I go to game-YAY!
1)Carson trashes knee to hell and back again thanks to von Olhoffen
2)Kitna runs like an Ethiopian marathoner, since no one can get open the rest of the 55 minutes of the game.
3)Bengals get spanked by Steelers, who have made it to the AFC Championship game.
B) 21 hours + 30 hours of obs + accounting office slavery = streeeessful weeks.
1) anemic Sarah + stress = low blood sugar = bad horrible stabby headaches and dizzy spells again.
2) not graduating this semester = Sarah + sniffles
The darkness always comes before Dawn, to paraphrase a Warren's robot girlfriend from season 5. I'm sure Carson will heal beautifully, I will get in the swing of things, indoor soccer starts back up this week, pledging is right around the corner and I'm a senior damnit. At least I don't have to pay out the ass for heating bills yet.
School isn't that bad actually. I'm just generally annoyed by the buyswork of the education department. Thank God I am not early or middle childhood, because then I would truly know the definition of hell-since those poor people must undergo so many methods classes and Praxis tests to get certified. We mighty AYA'ers just have 400 content classes to replace our methods ones. I guess I just don't like have lunch at 930 in the morning. This deal of running from Wood Hall to the food court in order to grab something inbetween the time of 1120 to 1130 is just freaking awesome. I should have taken another class last semester...but only having to meet for class 9 hours out of the week was in a word, bliss. Alas.
Speaking of joyness and light, I finally succumbed to the temptation of livejournalry, so since I have already hopped on the xanga/blogging thingy, I might as well get me a LJ. Woot woot de woot. Let's see how this one turns out.
hollllllla.
A) Cincy made the playoffs-YAY!-I go to game-YAY!
1)Carson trashes knee to hell and back again thanks to von Olhoffen
2)Kitna runs like an Ethiopian marathoner, since no one can get open the rest of the 55 minutes of the game.
3)Bengals get spanked by Steelers, who have made it to the AFC Championship game.
B) 21 hours + 30 hours of obs + accounting office slavery = streeeessful weeks.
1) anemic Sarah + stress = low blood sugar = bad horrible stabby headaches and dizzy spells again.
2) not graduating this semester = Sarah + sniffles
The darkness always comes before Dawn, to paraphrase a Warren's robot girlfriend from season 5. I'm sure Carson will heal beautifully, I will get in the swing of things, indoor soccer starts back up this week, pledging is right around the corner and I'm a senior damnit. At least I don't have to pay out the ass for heating bills yet.
School isn't that bad actually. I'm just generally annoyed by the buyswork of the education department. Thank God I am not early or middle childhood, because then I would truly know the definition of hell-since those poor people must undergo so many methods classes and Praxis tests to get certified. We mighty AYA'ers just have 400 content classes to replace our methods ones. I guess I just don't like have lunch at 930 in the morning. This deal of running from Wood Hall to the food court in order to grab something inbetween the time of 1120 to 1130 is just freaking awesome. I should have taken another class last semester...but only having to meet for class 9 hours out of the week was in a word, bliss. Alas.
Speaking of joyness and light, I finally succumbed to the temptation of livejournalry, so since I have already hopped on the xanga/blogging thingy, I might as well get me a LJ. Woot woot de woot. Let's see how this one turns out.
hollllllla.