1. My classes this semester were all elementary education all the time. It was like being in boot camp. We designed lessons for all content areas and even learned about how to teach English Language Learners. I do wish however that the classes were more spread out; at times it was like too much of a good thing. A lot of the information - especially near the end of the semester - was lost on me because I was just overwhelmed with assignments.
2. My research proposal for sixth grade math stands at 95% completion according to my advisor. I probably devoted more time to that this semester than I did to many of my four-credit classes, which will tell you something. The amount of work that it takes to get research on the ground is unbelievable. That factor will weigh somewhat heavily in my making the decision of what to do with my life after next May (which I will address in another post soon forthcoming). But hey, because my advisor is awesome, the process is a breeze (though really really rough). We'll see how the project develops over the summer months and how it comes to be following implementation in the fall. I'm excited about it, even if it makes me a nerd.
3. In about two weeks time, I will be moved into my new house in Scrantonia with four wacky gentlemen. It is guaranteed to be one hell of a time and I cannot wait. Oh yeah, embrace the change. That's what I'm doing. After all, it's not exactly political change (cough, cough, 2008).
4. I have decided to summarize this semester's component in my quest for a perfect love life as the semester of "WTF?!" Time after time after time did I have what I thought was a good, budding friendship that could potentially develop into something more. In every single instance, I was wrong. I wonder why I was wrong. Part of me refuses to care; I feel as though my heart has been trampled upon just one too many times these days. But part of me realizes that eventually things will fall into place... my patience says otherwise. When I was entering the semester, I was pretty sure I had something that was a "sure thing" relationship-wise. For those of you like lunaticraft and zcrescendo who saw this develop and then fall apart on the evening of the Winter Olympics Opening Ceremony, you'll remember how I went from high to low in a matter of ten minutes. "Crap, she brought friends. Crap, they're guys." Follow that up with... "Crap, both of them like her. Crap, she likes both of them." Follow that up with... "Screw this." Yeah, as I feared at the time, that kind of set the tone for the rest of the semester. No matter who I liked, if one can imagine a horrible way for that to go, one needs not imagine. Because it happened. Everything from that battle for the two guys sitting next to me, to liking a girl who just broke up with someone she'd been in a relationship with for a while, to liking someone who liked one of my good friends... it all happened. It's really gotta stop happening. Even as we speak, one of my friends wants to set me up with one of her friends. Quite frankly... I'm not feeling it. I now have to be the bad guy and communicate that sense of "not feeling it." Sigh. And then there's my other friend: a girl likes him, he doesn't like her. She's kinda cute. Send her my way, let's see what can be done. Eh, I'm kinda close to saying, "screw this." Overall. Seriously. Screw it. I'm done.
5. zcrescendo, my friend, save some of that Jell-Oh Puddin for me!
6. Tonight was my school's President's Breakfast, the night where all of the professors cook breakfast foods for us and we eat like pigs. I ate like a pig. I'm not feeling too hot at the moment.
7. It's almost time for Commencement-o-rama at my school. To all my graduating blog friends (including that guy who went to school not here), I offer my congratulations to four successful years (three or a fraction thereof spent with me knowing you) and I offer you the best wishes for success in whatever you choose to do next. Whether it's pursuing a Doctoral degree in your field of prefererence or it's not yet determined, all of you are very unique, special individuals. You all have amazing potential and fantastic things ahead of you, if you so choose to go after them. I'm sure I'll vocalize that in a not-so-corny way in the coming days and weeks.
As I said, I'm going to need to vent in the coming days about how I'm not sure what's going to happen to me after next year. But for now, I'm going to kick off my final REAL in-school summer in style: work, food, and friends.
I'm all for the "food and friends," but I'm not sure how I feel about that "work" part.
ReplyDeleteI'm totally jealous I won't get to spend more time in the East Gibson house. Although, who knows, I'll only be two hours away.
As for the love stuff, you're right: it will get better. It can be the worst thing in the world, I know, and don't let anyone tell you that you shouldn't feel that way, because they will. It's part of life and it shows that you really care. Just be patient.
In just one more day, I'll be joining you in the "Done!" category!
Congrats on being done! I'm insanely jealous that (a) you're finished with finals and (b) you still have another year here.
ReplyDeleteAlong with zcrescendo I regret not being able to be here to hang out at the house next year but there is a possibility I will be around more than I think as of now.
I don't think your future is something you need to be too worried about right now, I don't even know what I'm doing after I graduate and that's coming up pretty quickly. When you figure it out, you'll know it's right.
As for your love life, I really wish we didn't get so distant this year because we used to really be able to talk to each other about stuff but I'm still here to listen even after everything...
I saw you at the President's Breakfast! Awesome stuffs :-)