Four times is once too much luck, and that's how many times the clock struck
So...five months later...
I'm really quite crap at keeping up with this livejournal thing. I'm pretty crap at keeping up with most things right now. I've even let most of my friendships slip away from me lately, though not intentionally. These past two quarters have been the most brutal of my college career thus far. Only one quarter left until I graduate. It started today, and it MAY be slightly less awful, but I'm not getting my hopes up. School visits (Beacon Elementary and Kilbourne Middle School so far, Biship Waterson starting next week)and my super awesome classmates have been the only real high points lately, as far as school goes. I've been busting my ass and still I get no sleep. When I do have free time I have a bad habit of wasting it all on the most trivial stuff (the internets and Mario Kart being the worst offenders). I've turned into such a hermit that even the idea of someone knocking on my door fills me with dread. And I almost never leave my house except to go to class, the gym (less often than I'd like), play practice, or perhaps an Adventure Club outing (Adventure Club being my fellow Art Education students). I'm hoping that the onset of Spring and the warmer weather it brings with it will help me be more willing to leave the house. I'm always a bit hermity and depressed during the winter. It got nice for a little while, but the past week has been all rainy (occasionally snowy), dreary, and cold.
In other news, I have a new niece. She's beautiful and awesome and only about a month old. Her name is Ella and I heart her. Although all I can think when I hold her is how much I want babies. All around me people are getting married and having babies. I'm inching up on 30, and my biological clock is screaming. Oh, well. Can't always get what you want, I guess. And I couldn't afford to support a child right now anyway. I'm still unemployed, living off my financial aide. I've done a pretty good job of managing my super-limited funds, but I'm still poor as hell. And it's looking like camps this summer will be few and far between, so I'm going to have to find another job. Maybe I'll just go back to the bookstore in defeat.
I tossed and turned all last night. I think that tonight I'm taking a sleeping pill around 10pm and passing out early. At least that's the plan. Now it's off to do my homework so I can stick to the plan.
I'm really quite crap at keeping up with this livejournal thing. I'm pretty crap at keeping up with most things right now. I've even let most of my friendships slip away from me lately, though not intentionally. These past two quarters have been the most brutal of my college career thus far. Only one quarter left until I graduate. It started today, and it MAY be slightly less awful, but I'm not getting my hopes up. School visits (Beacon Elementary and Kilbourne Middle School so far, Biship Waterson starting next week)and my super awesome classmates have been the only real high points lately, as far as school goes. I've been busting my ass and still I get no sleep. When I do have free time I have a bad habit of wasting it all on the most trivial stuff (the internets and Mario Kart being the worst offenders). I've turned into such a hermit that even the idea of someone knocking on my door fills me with dread. And I almost never leave my house except to go to class, the gym (less often than I'd like), play practice, or perhaps an Adventure Club outing (Adventure Club being my fellow Art Education students). I'm hoping that the onset of Spring and the warmer weather it brings with it will help me be more willing to leave the house. I'm always a bit hermity and depressed during the winter. It got nice for a little while, but the past week has been all rainy (occasionally snowy), dreary, and cold.
In other news, I have a new niece. She's beautiful and awesome and only about a month old. Her name is Ella and I heart her. Although all I can think when I hold her is how much I want babies. All around me people are getting married and having babies. I'm inching up on 30, and my biological clock is screaming. Oh, well. Can't always get what you want, I guess. And I couldn't afford to support a child right now anyway. I'm still unemployed, living off my financial aide. I've done a pretty good job of managing my super-limited funds, but I'm still poor as hell. And it's looking like camps this summer will be few and far between, so I'm going to have to find another job. Maybe I'll just go back to the bookstore in defeat.
I tossed and turned all last night. I think that tonight I'm taking a sleeping pill around 10pm and passing out early. At least that's the plan. Now it's off to do my homework so I can stick to the plan.