i'm back! (i was never really gone)
i am backkk once again... i changed my blog layout to a more basic (and arguably uglier) one because the other one was getting kind of old. i just needed something new and exciting to get me inspired about this stuff again and that just happened to be green titles and yellow text. embracing chaos. this is how it will be. it's been too long since i've written a proper blog post... where to start where to start...
ok so, my wisdom teeth, right? it got infected and it hurt very badly and then it went away. i went to the dentist again and she was like, "be patient" and i was like, "okay". so i'm being patient with my teeth. my all-morning-classes schedule has been working out pretty well so far. i'm home every day by 1pm (except for thursdays... damn thursdays) and i have all the rest of the day for myself. another good thing about it: i get to my classes at least half an hour early so every morning i have some time to study/do any homework i have, which means i don't have to do as much work at home >:) it's a win win win situation. waking up early is not fun but i think it's good for me. i have not picked skating back up yet but i will some time in the future. i will! i've just been busy. i'll know when the time is right. and remember all my talk about september...? i now have january to look forward to. what's happening in january you ask? you don't need to know. yes i am speaking in code in my own personal journal and you're just going to have to forgive me for that.
time travel back to today... it's monday... and monday sucks. i burned my mouth because i didn't realize how hot my tea still was. this class is a waste of time. i'm not learning anything and i fully believe this is the teacher's fault. i think a good teacher can get you interested in anything and excited to learn about stuff you never cared about before ever in your life. example: my british civilization teacher. her energy is contagious. if anyone could get me excited to learn about the british monarchy, it's her. also my interpretation teacher who convinced me (or should i say, awakened something in me) week one that i want to persue interpretation rather than translation. just seems more fun. also more money $$. my problem now is that i'm finding it hard to get through my translation classes, so 2 out of the five classes i'm taking this semester are a CHORE to sit through every single week. but it's fine. i'll just suffer through them. such is life. ok. i'm tired. my eyes hurt. my mouth is burnt. mondays suck. i'm going to stop writing now.