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End of Classes (Winter 2006)

Classes have ended for the semester, and it is all happened so quickly. It really didn't feel like much time was spent at all. I have two finals next week, and then I am out of here. All the work I thought that was going to be really bad to finish, wasn't so bad.

I wonder what the reasoning was behind that, why I thought it would be so bad. I was able to write six pages about my topic in no time at all. That must have been was Friedman was talking about when he said that by the end of college, he could write a ten page paper no problem.

The Winter semester went by really fast, however, looking back on it I realize that a good deal of time has passed and a lot of stuff happened. Ian left, and then there was some Spring Break staying here, and then I traveled around the country. I mean, I did stuff, it is just that everything happened so quickly.T his year, nothing monumental happened, and maybe that is why it felt like it went by quickly. Nothing really changed for me during it. I didn't get a new job, or join a new club.

The next step, next year, is to just keep on going with the classes. Try to get distribution out of the way and try to graduate. And then, I don't know what I will do after I graduate... and I am getting way much far ahead of myself.

I think this semester may have been the worst in terms of grades and general feelings. I didn't get any of the classes I wanted, and I had to do a make shift schedule at the last moment, which was a drag. I am hoping this will be my worst semester, and from here I will bounce back up to doing alright, from this semester's standard of doing almost alright.

This semester in terms of housemates living situation, we got along fine, for the most part. I know I am annoying, but I don't think I was too annoying. My brothers think I am really annoying because they have known me my whole life when I was younger and would really just gab and gab and gab. I still talk a lot, but I am starting to say funny things when I talk so people don't mind. Like, when you burst out "Viceroy Gunray" at the exact right time, and everyone laughs, it is ohkay to just talk and talk and talk and talk.

Next year I am living with a few of the same people. Steve and Devan are staying, Frey is moving into his own room, a guy named Adam who i don't know if joining on, and we have no found a sixth. I was worried I would be the coolest most calm in the house, until Devan decided to stay. I am very happy that I am able to live next year with people who I had no relationship with this year at all. I am very lucky person for meeting my housemates this year.

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