wow a whole semester.
we're back, and very...pink.
recap of the past few months
i vowed that i would do better, but this choice of classes wasn't the best for me. i never got a little sis for the Big Sisters [campus pals] program, which is unfortunate, because i was so excited. i've put shingles on a roof for habitat for humanity. i went with the Impact group at state, which is a good group of Christian kids. feels like no matter how hard i try i can't be as moved as some people. i did find a church that i liked, but it's kind of like watching tv--i can be interested in it, but not feel like a part of it. it's a sad situation. in trying to be more service oriented, ive also said that i would spend more time at the food bank or some such venue. however, as soon as i made the decision, i got myself a job. i didn't tell my parents because i knew they would say i couldn't handle two jobs and a full courseload [but i count of of those jobs as a non-issue b/c i only got for 2 days, 6-9 hours a week]. in any case, i love my job, my garades are about that same as they would be had i not started working, and i'm the treasurer for ARCA this year [and next year]. living at wolf village has been better than good; my roomates are pretty great; when we see each other, it's good times. too bad we can't keep the place clean to save our lives. it's never fit for company. that's okay because the only person who comes to have a sit down visit is ash c, and she's only been here twice. some could say that i'm becoming antisocial, but the reality is that most people are too busy to hang out with me, and i'm really too shy to find new people to befriend. i'm still up to my old tricks. sarah says i need to break this cycle, and i know this. then again, i don't even know if i want to. this whole business of being caught up is not fun. neither are exams, which is where i am now. closing out the semester praying i can pull an academic miracle from my bootyhole.
btw, how does that little alien portray that i'm "working"?
recap of the past few months
i vowed that i would do better, but this choice of classes wasn't the best for me. i never got a little sis for the Big Sisters [campus pals] program, which is unfortunate, because i was so excited. i've put shingles on a roof for habitat for humanity. i went with the Impact group at state, which is a good group of Christian kids. feels like no matter how hard i try i can't be as moved as some people. i did find a church that i liked, but it's kind of like watching tv--i can be interested in it, but not feel like a part of it. it's a sad situation. in trying to be more service oriented, ive also said that i would spend more time at the food bank or some such venue. however, as soon as i made the decision, i got myself a job. i didn't tell my parents because i knew they would say i couldn't handle two jobs and a full courseload [but i count of of those jobs as a non-issue b/c i only got for 2 days, 6-9 hours a week]. in any case, i love my job, my garades are about that same as they would be had i not started working, and i'm the treasurer for ARCA this year [and next year]. living at wolf village has been better than good; my roomates are pretty great; when we see each other, it's good times. too bad we can't keep the place clean to save our lives. it's never fit for company. that's okay because the only person who comes to have a sit down visit is ash c, and she's only been here twice. some could say that i'm becoming antisocial, but the reality is that most people are too busy to hang out with me, and i'm really too shy to find new people to befriend. i'm still up to my old tricks. sarah says i need to break this cycle, and i know this. then again, i don't even know if i want to. this whole business of being caught up is not fun. neither are exams, which is where i am now. closing out the semester praying i can pull an academic miracle from my bootyhole.
btw, how does that little alien portray that i'm "working"?