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I got daisies today. I love them. I can't stop looking at them. Dan suprised me at the house with them.
I feel like I have been slacking with the good ol' lj. There is alot to say, I suppose.
So senior year. We finnally meet. Many mixed feelings and mood swings galore. I am looking forward to being done, enough is enough. In eight months a chapter of my life will close. This chapter has meant the most yet, by far. My brain is tired of learning, my heart just wants to live and feel right now. Every class is just a review it feels, dragging out the known. Next semester will be refreshing, because I will have finished all my marine science classes and I have all my perspectives filled... So I am going to finish up my history minor and dabble in some art classes. I have fallen out of love with science at the moment, we are on a bit of a hiatus. Seven years of schooling nonstop in the sciences will do that to you, with the intensive work at aquaculture and then college. Eckerd is more than a school, it is a mode of life. It has this lingering reputation around the city and holds true, to quite an extent. Yet I was never really a part of that. I never was one to come to class with sandy toes or lips singed from sunlight... stuck inside Galbraith for 5-8 hours a day, I never had the schedule or leisure to hit up the beaches or shopping or the city when I wanted. Those countless hours spent dreaming out the window, I might as well have been out there instead of praying for osmosis to occur with my open book sprawled out on my bed. Next semester is going to be different, though.
Eh, more to come, I swear. It is time to work through more calculus while having Rushmore on for more background noise.
I feel like I have been slacking with the good ol' lj. There is alot to say, I suppose.
So senior year. We finnally meet. Many mixed feelings and mood swings galore. I am looking forward to being done, enough is enough. In eight months a chapter of my life will close. This chapter has meant the most yet, by far. My brain is tired of learning, my heart just wants to live and feel right now. Every class is just a review it feels, dragging out the known. Next semester will be refreshing, because I will have finished all my marine science classes and I have all my perspectives filled... So I am going to finish up my history minor and dabble in some art classes. I have fallen out of love with science at the moment, we are on a bit of a hiatus. Seven years of schooling nonstop in the sciences will do that to you, with the intensive work at aquaculture and then college. Eckerd is more than a school, it is a mode of life. It has this lingering reputation around the city and holds true, to quite an extent. Yet I was never really a part of that. I never was one to come to class with sandy toes or lips singed from sunlight... stuck inside Galbraith for 5-8 hours a day, I never had the schedule or leisure to hit up the beaches or shopping or the city when I wanted. Those countless hours spent dreaming out the window, I might as well have been out there instead of praying for osmosis to occur with my open book sprawled out on my bed. Next semester is going to be different, though.
Eh, more to come, I swear. It is time to work through more calculus while having Rushmore on for more background noise.