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After having not posted for months on end, it's suddenly harder than I thought to get back into it. I'm sitting here all night. The internet is here and I have free ability to get to this site. But I don't. It's on the list of things that I've been avoiding doing, along with my Japanese homework, my modern lit reading and laundry and cutting up celery into snacky bits for class.
But what I'm really, truly excited about is my latest acquisition: a longboard!
here is what the public has to say (most of these are actual responses from messengers)
joe: no, I won't try it
sarah: I am now in fearful awe of your new activity
sarah: that is total sweet nut though
ben: don't break anything
ben: I have no friends with long boards that haven't seriously injured themselves
preston: damnit, now I'll have to get a board so I can ride with you
max: now you can say you know how to ride, without it being a double entendre
dad: must be nice to live the life of riley (read: I want one damnit!)
My first night out, Preston and I got kicked out of a parking garage. I now understand the boarder's plight of looking for cool places to ride. Especially those boarders who have minimal experience and prefer to ride on smooth, new concrete.
anyway.
I thought I'd been on top of my graduation crap. Kept up on which classes I needed to take, how to get credit for major and core requirements at once, blah blah blah. I forgot that I still need 120 total. So imagine my surprise at my advisement appt when this lady is all, well your core is done, and you only need two more classes for your major,... BUT you need 16 hours to reach 120. '16!' I wanted to scream. I've never taken more than 14 in my life, and that was hard enough. I was entirely looking forward to having an easy spring semester so I could spend more time doing weddingy/moving to guam related stuff.
Here are my options, neither of which seems to be any better.
1) take Japanese 4210 for credit, then take 13 credits in the spring
2) make this semester easy, then take a crapload of easy classes in the spring, like bongos and dance and linguistics practicums.
I hate how stressed out I'm getting over this. But man the end of the tunnel is close and that's nice.
That's a nice sequeway into the only other thing I think about. Anthony left Guam yesterday, on that goddamned submarine. A few days ago he told me it'd be about three weeks. As it turns out, it'll be two months. For reference, the longest he's been out in one go is about 3 weeks. So this sucks bad for all parties involved, but theoretically, I'll be able to email him. He probably won't be able to write me back much and I'll have no idea whether he even gets half of my emails, but it's better than nothing. And the silver lining to this cloud? He finishes deployment a month earlier, getting back to Honolulu in November instead of December. I probably still won't see him til January but at least we can talk a whole lot more, right?
I'm tired. But there are comics on my door and this room is starting to feel more and more like mine.
I'd also like to say that spiral bound graph paper is the only way to take notes for classes.
But what I'm really, truly excited about is my latest acquisition: a longboard!
here is what the public has to say (most of these are actual responses from messengers)
joe: no, I won't try it
sarah: I am now in fearful awe of your new activity
sarah: that is total sweet nut though
ben: don't break anything
ben: I have no friends with long boards that haven't seriously injured themselves
preston: damnit, now I'll have to get a board so I can ride with you
max: now you can say you know how to ride, without it being a double entendre
dad: must be nice to live the life of riley (read: I want one damnit!)
My first night out, Preston and I got kicked out of a parking garage. I now understand the boarder's plight of looking for cool places to ride. Especially those boarders who have minimal experience and prefer to ride on smooth, new concrete.
anyway.
I thought I'd been on top of my graduation crap. Kept up on which classes I needed to take, how to get credit for major and core requirements at once, blah blah blah. I forgot that I still need 120 total. So imagine my surprise at my advisement appt when this lady is all, well your core is done, and you only need two more classes for your major,... BUT you need 16 hours to reach 120. '16!' I wanted to scream. I've never taken more than 14 in my life, and that was hard enough. I was entirely looking forward to having an easy spring semester so I could spend more time doing weddingy/moving to guam related stuff.
Here are my options, neither of which seems to be any better.
1) take Japanese 4210 for credit, then take 13 credits in the spring
2) make this semester easy, then take a crapload of easy classes in the spring, like bongos and dance and linguistics practicums.
I hate how stressed out I'm getting over this. But man the end of the tunnel is close and that's nice.
That's a nice sequeway into the only other thing I think about. Anthony left Guam yesterday, on that goddamned submarine. A few days ago he told me it'd be about three weeks. As it turns out, it'll be two months. For reference, the longest he's been out in one go is about 3 weeks. So this sucks bad for all parties involved, but theoretically, I'll be able to email him. He probably won't be able to write me back much and I'll have no idea whether he even gets half of my emails, but it's better than nothing. And the silver lining to this cloud? He finishes deployment a month earlier, getting back to Honolulu in November instead of December. I probably still won't see him til January but at least we can talk a whole lot more, right?
I'm tired. But there are comics on my door and this room is starting to feel more and more like mine.
I'd also like to say that spiral bound graph paper is the only way to take notes for classes.
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