It Keeps Going
I know I'm scarce. I'm not sure I've even realized it. Last semester was a rough one. I got off to a bad start, and it continued that way. That damn ripple effect thing. Nonetheless, I got through it. Managed to do decently in Intermediate Accounting II and AIS (Accounting Information Systems), both of which were...tricky.
It was wonderful getting back from Greece having lost so much weight. It's awful to know how much and much more I gained last semester and even, to my shock, more while I was home. With the internship this semester and my apartment now and forever, I'm hoping to start a workout program--not to mention a better diet for myself.
Of course, for my 21st birthday, I ended up with two cakes, and I've only just finished them. Plus, I have all these other sweets that I need to get rid of. Aargh!
Nonetheless... life is going and going and going on. My internship has started, and I'd say it's going quite well. I have the unfortunate experience of having two classes this semester. I think I might be considering dropping them if I can be fully refunded on them. It really is a bit much to have to work 55 hours a week and then two nights of the week know that I have to go to two classes. Then I get home and crash at 10. How sad? But it's an entirely different lifestyle. I'm not used to it. It's a total change, and I think I could get used to it. Weeks are long, but...it's nice when I get home and realize I didn't bring the work home with me like I do with school.
And the thirty-first will be especially nice: my first paycheck. Whoo!! I'm psyched about it. TV, here I come! Then my living room will really be a living room...even though I realize how contradictory the name of it is when I'll I do is sit in there instead of "live." Meh. Movies make me incredibly happy, and I will be incredibly happy to have my TV.
The IKEA trip to Pittsburgh went well. I got a TON of stuff. I didn't have much of a seat on the way back home, but it's a pretty quick trip. Getting all the boxes up to the third floor was absolute HELL, but here I am still living. I've got a sweet bed frame with an even sweeter headboard (it has shelves hiding inside of it--pictures to come...er, one day). I got a dresser. I have a mirror that I still need to put it--it's quite swanky. I got some lights, a DVD cabinet, and a nice computer chair. It made a dramatic improvement to my apartment, and the furniture looks a lot better in it than it did in the showrooms.
Paying bills and turning 21, living on my own, working a full time job in the real world, getting an idea of what the rest of my life will be like? These are huge--monumental changes. I feel... I feel so many things. I think I feel a little overwhelmed, confused, and...like it's all coming to an end. I feel like I've gotten so old, and I know this internship and apartment will certainly age me, substantially. I wonder where all the time went. I'm afraid of my next birthday and the one after that and so on. It's the never ending pattern of age, and I'm scared.
I think I'm afraid of never living. I think I'm afraid of having the permanency of the adult lifestyle. Will I ever get to do those amazing trips? Will I get to meet that prince charming?
Oy, that's a whole new pickle that I'm not willing to delve into right now. My uninspiring thoughts toward men these days are not so great. I've completely changed my outlook on how I will be willing to consider relationships. Completely. Blah, but I'm not going into it. I'm content and rather adamant that I continue to be single. I need to get me in order. Hell, I need to graduate. The sooner the better.
And yet here I am considering dropping these two courses that I'm taking this semester. I think that I could get away with taking them during the summer, but I don't know. I'm screwing with my whole plan then, and I need to watch it. I don't want to take any longer than I have to to graduate, and I'm unfortunately going to have to slow down now that I'm entering difficult courses.
*sigh* I do want to be done with school. DONE.
We'll see. I think I'll take a look at "The Plan" tonight. *wink*
That's plenty for now.
It was wonderful getting back from Greece having lost so much weight. It's awful to know how much and much more I gained last semester and even, to my shock, more while I was home. With the internship this semester and my apartment now and forever, I'm hoping to start a workout program--not to mention a better diet for myself.
Of course, for my 21st birthday, I ended up with two cakes, and I've only just finished them. Plus, I have all these other sweets that I need to get rid of. Aargh!
Nonetheless... life is going and going and going on. My internship has started, and I'd say it's going quite well. I have the unfortunate experience of having two classes this semester. I think I might be considering dropping them if I can be fully refunded on them. It really is a bit much to have to work 55 hours a week and then two nights of the week know that I have to go to two classes. Then I get home and crash at 10. How sad? But it's an entirely different lifestyle. I'm not used to it. It's a total change, and I think I could get used to it. Weeks are long, but...it's nice when I get home and realize I didn't bring the work home with me like I do with school.
And the thirty-first will be especially nice: my first paycheck. Whoo!! I'm psyched about it. TV, here I come! Then my living room will really be a living room...even though I realize how contradictory the name of it is when I'll I do is sit in there instead of "live." Meh. Movies make me incredibly happy, and I will be incredibly happy to have my TV.
The IKEA trip to Pittsburgh went well. I got a TON of stuff. I didn't have much of a seat on the way back home, but it's a pretty quick trip. Getting all the boxes up to the third floor was absolute HELL, but here I am still living. I've got a sweet bed frame with an even sweeter headboard (it has shelves hiding inside of it--pictures to come...er, one day). I got a dresser. I have a mirror that I still need to put it--it's quite swanky. I got some lights, a DVD cabinet, and a nice computer chair. It made a dramatic improvement to my apartment, and the furniture looks a lot better in it than it did in the showrooms.
Paying bills and turning 21, living on my own, working a full time job in the real world, getting an idea of what the rest of my life will be like? These are huge--monumental changes. I feel... I feel so many things. I think I feel a little overwhelmed, confused, and...like it's all coming to an end. I feel like I've gotten so old, and I know this internship and apartment will certainly age me, substantially. I wonder where all the time went. I'm afraid of my next birthday and the one after that and so on. It's the never ending pattern of age, and I'm scared.
I think I'm afraid of never living. I think I'm afraid of having the permanency of the adult lifestyle. Will I ever get to do those amazing trips? Will I get to meet that prince charming?
Oy, that's a whole new pickle that I'm not willing to delve into right now. My uninspiring thoughts toward men these days are not so great. I've completely changed my outlook on how I will be willing to consider relationships. Completely. Blah, but I'm not going into it. I'm content and rather adamant that I continue to be single. I need to get me in order. Hell, I need to graduate. The sooner the better.
And yet here I am considering dropping these two courses that I'm taking this semester. I think that I could get away with taking them during the summer, but I don't know. I'm screwing with my whole plan then, and I need to watch it. I don't want to take any longer than I have to to graduate, and I'm unfortunately going to have to slow down now that I'm entering difficult courses.
*sigh* I do want to be done with school. DONE.
We'll see. I think I'll take a look at "The Plan" tonight. *wink*
That's plenty for now.