Back to School Time

And I am glad to be back in school. Yeah, it’s nice to be a lump on the couch for winter break, but if I don’t do anything during the day, then I can’t sleep at night, then I don’t have the energy to do anything the next day, and it is a vicious cycle that is really hard to break. Plus I drive about 40 minutes to get to school, so it’s not like all my friends are nearby.

Anyway.

I love all my classes. Last semester I had a crazy that didn’t know what in the world he was talking about, and it made me really stress. I would be driving home with my jaw clenched, and it would give me a headache. Now, I leave class, and I am smiling. I just want to hop down the stairs like a little kid.

It probably also helps that I’m not taking English (all done for my GE), nor am I taking all ASL classes. I have one ASL class, and I think it is going to be really good.

My other classes are Archaeology (online), Psychology, and Oceanography. I forgot how much I love science. I read the first chapter of my Oceanography book, and remembered. None of the classes are the “standard” classes that I am used to taking. It’s great!

I am so glad to be back in school. I am really shy. I don’t go “clubbing”, I don’t go to parties. A good time for me is watching Monty Python or old horror movies (Abbot and Costello meet the Mummy, anyone?) and knitting. Therefore, I have a really hard time meeting new people. So, at least in school I have access to people.

My best friend is in Germany right now. It really doesn’t make that much of a difference to me, because normally she would be away at college, and I wouldn’t be able to meet up with her anyway.

So yeah. No majorly interesting dreams lately. No, I tell a lie. I did have a very strange one while we were at our cabin.

I was walking through some sort of home improvement store, I think it was Home Depot. Walking, walking, and suddenly I see this guy that was either lynched or commited suicide. His body was hanging from a noose off of one of the high shelves. His body was. His head was on the ground, and was rather green. Because if the rope is too long for the weight of the body, it can pop the head off.

And there was something about roving, too. Just the little bits, like for needle felting. How that is connected to some guy that lost his head in the noose, I have no idea.

So, just thought I’d post SOMEthing, at least. Ta-ta!

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One Response to “Back to School Time”

  1. Stephanie Says:

    You know what I really hate about “clubbing” and going to parties? In the US, it’s all about drinking to get drunk. Here when you go out it’s to be with people, and the alcohol consumption is a by-product of that rather than the other way around. But maybe once we’re 21 we’ll find the same of people in the U.S. I do think we should go out and see what it’s like once we’re 21, but until then I am definitely going to enjoy clubbing and going to bars and hanging out with people until the wee hours of the morning here. I have had some crazy adventures! Wait until I tell you.

    I’m glad you love your classes! It really makes a difference. I’m surprised you are glad to not be taking English though. I can’t be away from English classes for too long, I think. I get antsy and wish I were reading and writing more. Maybe it’s because of the level of the classes. Oh yeah, I also just remembered that I have the same problem sitting and doing nothing during breaks. It’s weird how much different I am here, almost always DOING. It feels great. Just pretend you’re not shy anymore. It seems to be working for me, somehow… then again, maybe it’s the people here are so great.

    P.S. I just got internet today, if you can’t tell. I am super happy and excited and YAY.

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