Done school is done.
SO, I just finished with sophomore year, and I know I say this every summer before school work consumes me again in the fall, but I'm going to make an attempt to involve myself on the internet more this summer when I am laying around with very little to do. XD;
I will start this maybe-hopefully-writing-in-this-journal-thing with a very basic reflection on the school year:
I NEARLY KILLED MYSELF WITH STRESS AND VARIOUS STUPID INJURIES SEVERAL TIMES but aside from that it was a really awesome year. It's so odd and it sounds very sappy, but my dormies became a second family and I love the crap out of every dysfunctional one of them. <3 They improved my academic performance drastically because they made me happy, and I didn't fall into the horrible stupid depression that hit me Freshman year, so I ended up coming through sophomore year with an awesome GPA. TURNS OUT YOU DO BETTER WHEN YOU'RE NOT EXHAUSTED CONSTANTLY FROM DEBILITATING DEPRESSION, WAAAT?! I had a stupid salivary gland infection first semester during finals week (wtf, self) and I thoroughly fucked my knee over second semester during finals week (lol battle chess) but I am strangely okay with both of these things. XD I am also holding down one of my first serious jobs in the Registrar's Office at my school, and I fucking LOVE it. Aside from the fact that I know a million seekrits about everyone in school (llololol seriously) I just really like the environment and the fact that I'm getting paid to do work that doesn't make me want to die (LOL PHONATHON).
Anyway, I'm still in Portland now, working to earn some extra cash for a road trip I might take this summer, but I'm a bit tired of the big city (and fucking public transportation) and I can't wait to go back to Idaho to see all my friends there (even if that always proves a bit frustrating after a year away in Enlightened Portland Land, home of the very-much-NOT-Mormons).
In conclusion, this will hopefully be a fruitful summer, filled with the bounty of much fanfiction. I will pretty much have nothing better to do, anyway.
:D <3
(I also feel obligated to be around on the internet for the inevitable coming of The End of FMA, the fated day when a HUGE small part of me will die. Woooee~~.)
I will start this maybe-hopefully-writing-in-this-journal-thing with a very basic reflection on the school year:
I NEARLY KILLED MYSELF WITH STRESS AND VARIOUS STUPID INJURIES SEVERAL TIMES but aside from that it was a really awesome year. It's so odd and it sounds very sappy, but my dormies became a second family and I love the crap out of every dysfunctional one of them. <3 They improved my academic performance drastically because they made me happy, and I didn't fall into the horrible stupid depression that hit me Freshman year, so I ended up coming through sophomore year with an awesome GPA. TURNS OUT YOU DO BETTER WHEN YOU'RE NOT EXHAUSTED CONSTANTLY FROM DEBILITATING DEPRESSION, WAAAT?! I had a stupid salivary gland infection first semester during finals week (wtf, self) and I thoroughly fucked my knee over second semester during finals week (lol battle chess) but I am strangely okay with both of these things. XD I am also holding down one of my first serious jobs in the Registrar's Office at my school, and I fucking LOVE it. Aside from the fact that I know a million seekrits about everyone in school (llololol seriously) I just really like the environment and the fact that I'm getting paid to do work that doesn't make me want to die (LOL PHONATHON).
Anyway, I'm still in Portland now, working to earn some extra cash for a road trip I might take this summer, but I'm a bit tired of the big city (and fucking public transportation) and I can't wait to go back to Idaho to see all my friends there (even if that always proves a bit frustrating after a year away in Enlightened Portland Land, home of the very-much-NOT-Mormons).
In conclusion, this will hopefully be a fruitful summer, filled with the bounty of much fanfiction. I will pretty much have nothing better to do, anyway.
:D <3
(I also feel obligated to be around on the internet for the inevitable coming of The End of FMA, the fated day when a HUGE small part of me will die. Woooee~~.)