The lack of posting isn't due to laziness. I wish I could attribute it to my life being just so freaking exciting that I never have time to write anything down. Alas.
My life is school. School is life. I study at a two year community college, and unfortunately, I'm coming up on the end of my second year and I'm not finished yet. It bums me out a lot that I won't complete my degree with all of my friends on time. When I started at my college, I didn't know what I wanted to study, and so I was aimless in registering for classes that first year.
This semester, I have an idea of the degree I want to pursue, so I have a full course load this year. Unfortunately, since I was so lax the first year, I'm almost a full semester behind. It's not ideal.
So I have four classes this semester, four over the summer (yes... four over the summer >.<), and then four in the fall. BUT THEN, then I shall be done!
Well, done with my Associates degree in Art. After that, I'll be transferring to a school with a undergrad degree in communicative disorders/speech language pathology, which hopefully — due to my prior 2.5 years at community college — will only take two years, and then it's on to grad school...
So... school is life, pretty much.
In other news, it is 25 days until my 20th birthday! I feel ready for twenty. I don't have any delusions that my life is going to radically change when I turn twenty, but I haven't felt like a teenager for a very long time. I'm ready to move on from teenage years for good. They've been good to me - especially 18 and 19 - but I'm hoping that the best years of my life are still far ahead. I'm praying that 28 will be better than 18, and 38 better still.
La vita è bella. La vie est belle. Life is beautiful, and I look forward to it.
So... school is life, pretty much.
In other news, it is 25 days until my 20th birthday! I feel ready for twenty. I don't have any delusions that my life is going to radically change when I turn twenty, but I haven't felt like a teenager for a very long time. I'm ready to move on from teenage years for good. They've been good to me - especially 18 and 19 - but I'm hoping that the best years of my life are still far ahead. I'm praying that 28 will be better than 18, and 38 better still.
La vita è bella. La vie est belle. Life is beautiful, and I look forward to it.
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