summer melts
Well so much for a dramatic title, "summer melts" sounds a lot more like a cheeseburger promo. Heh, I really need to sell my soul and get into advertising.
So this will probably be the last work entry from the little office at the back of the more rustic tourist info booth. It's been good, been fun, I've been broke because of it but quite the experience. Let's say, it was good enough to make the summer feel worthwhile even though I stayed in leth for the majority of it. I guess that's just the way things happen sometimes. Anyways, that is enough said, I'm almost completely done with this 'goodbye' stuff, I had my evaluation the other day and I'm missing the staff bbq to go camping and salvage the last free days of summer. Good enough. Not to mention, I'm tired of saying goodbye to people who are going different ways this fall, a few are leaving, and not many are really coming back so... you will be missed. Further than that, I can't really dwell on it, adaptation is the only thing that keeps us all from jumping off bridges.
I can't say it's been an easy summer. I can't say it's been relatively difficult. It's been wide ranging, the good and the bad. And now it's gone and I'm still me and... it just keeps going.
I remember a time when I thought if I did everything perfectly then everything would just turn out alright. It was kind of a cause-effect theory that got blown to bits.
So the future.... or not. Corb Lund Band is coming to Lethbridge and I've got tickets, but just for the show at the Skankhouse, not the nice venue. But it's better than nothing. ... I've got classes pretty much figured out. I decided for my sanity I would take what I want and not just what I should so Expressive Art Therapy here I come... Mind you, the other 4 classes will still help me graduate. Nothing is futile. ... Volunteering for the New Student Orientation, a basically painless day of charity to newbies that looks pretty good on a scholarship form so I can't complain. Volunteering all year on the Rotaract Exec..now that's a mountian to climb. Hope I don't bump into any goats (haaah, lame ass metaphor alert).
So I wish everything was alright and everyone was okay. But change is persistently uncomfortable yet necessary.
So should I be worried that our new Student's Union president at the uni just sent out an e-mail with worse spelling and grammar than someone in grade 6?
This fall: Courses, dodgeball, good tips at the Lodge, murder mystery @ Stef's, food and drink at the zoo, Halloween craziness, Waterton Rotaract retreat, the highly anticipated Wealth & Hellness Centre (TM), a close parking spot in west lot, a night class, boyfriend still, getting over 3rd year slump, coffee and more coffee, shiny new textbooks, and many more things I bet I could never ever predict.
Cheers.
So this will probably be the last work entry from the little office at the back of the more rustic tourist info booth. It's been good, been fun, I've been broke because of it but quite the experience. Let's say, it was good enough to make the summer feel worthwhile even though I stayed in leth for the majority of it. I guess that's just the way things happen sometimes. Anyways, that is enough said, I'm almost completely done with this 'goodbye' stuff, I had my evaluation the other day and I'm missing the staff bbq to go camping and salvage the last free days of summer. Good enough. Not to mention, I'm tired of saying goodbye to people who are going different ways this fall, a few are leaving, and not many are really coming back so... you will be missed. Further than that, I can't really dwell on it, adaptation is the only thing that keeps us all from jumping off bridges.
I can't say it's been an easy summer. I can't say it's been relatively difficult. It's been wide ranging, the good and the bad. And now it's gone and I'm still me and... it just keeps going.
I remember a time when I thought if I did everything perfectly then everything would just turn out alright. It was kind of a cause-effect theory that got blown to bits.
So the future.... or not. Corb Lund Band is coming to Lethbridge and I've got tickets, but just for the show at the Skankhouse, not the nice venue. But it's better than nothing. ... I've got classes pretty much figured out. I decided for my sanity I would take what I want and not just what I should so Expressive Art Therapy here I come... Mind you, the other 4 classes will still help me graduate. Nothing is futile. ... Volunteering for the New Student Orientation, a basically painless day of charity to newbies that looks pretty good on a scholarship form so I can't complain. Volunteering all year on the Rotaract Exec..now that's a mountian to climb. Hope I don't bump into any goats (haaah, lame ass metaphor alert).
So I wish everything was alright and everyone was okay. But change is persistently uncomfortable yet necessary.
So should I be worried that our new Student's Union president at the uni just sent out an e-mail with worse spelling and grammar than someone in grade 6?
This fall: Courses, dodgeball, good tips at the Lodge, murder mystery @ Stef's, food and drink at the zoo, Halloween craziness, Waterton Rotaract retreat, the highly anticipated Wealth & Hellness Centre (TM), a close parking spot in west lot, a night class, boyfriend still, getting over 3rd year slump, coffee and more coffee, shiny new textbooks, and many more things I bet I could never ever predict.
Cheers.