Hello!
First of all, thanks to everyone for the Christmas presents! They were very nice, even though I didn't get to open them in person.
I recieved(and lost) a seasonal part-time job at Blockbuster. It was a good experience, and I enjoyed it. It felt good to buy the Christmas presents for my family with money I'd earned.
My college life has been going well, too. I have a full schedule this time, 18 credit hours of classes! I'm taking the second levels of Spanish and English Composition, Statistics, and two half-semester General Science courses.
I hope everyone is doing well!
I really shouldn't get in trouble for things I didn't do.
Doors
Not that a blog entry is going to be the next American novel, but I digress.
College seems to present to me an array of options so obscenely vast that I'm left feeling utterly overwhelmed.
I feel as though I have 500 doors to choose from, and only a vague idea of what is behind each. And if I more than peek at the contents of a single room, 499 doors become resolutely and obstinately jammed.
Some people seem to go through the decision process with ease. Perhaps they are people with advance knowledge of what happens to be behind door #367. Or perhaps they really only ever had their eyes on a single door, and/or perhaps one or two adjacent portals.
But I can't do that.
The decisions I make are becoming increasingly important, and at an uncomfortably rapid pace. My future may not be written in stone, but my present is being chiseled in for future reference. And I'm not sure I know what I'm going to need to be written there when all is said and done.
Graduation!


And go she did, I guess! She looks smarter already! Almost as smart as me, even!
Okay, NOW I can go home!


What's this? Congratulations on the door! I feel so...congratulated!
Well, you've all been waiting for this(I *know* you have!), so let's get to it: My graduation pictures!
Wow, don't we all look fancy?
At this point I'm incredibly anxious and nervous. We had a rehersal literally JUST before the ceremony, so I was sure I was going to mess SOMETHING up. On top of that, I was nominated for a scholarship from the Rotary club....and if I got it, well, I hadn't rehearsed what to do when I got it! Part of me hoped I wasn't going to get it, just to avoid another chance to mess something up....
Well, there goes THAT plan! Here I am with the blasted thing! But actually, nothing catastrophic happened! It's true!
I'm off to fetch dat der diplomer so's I can be one o' dem READIN' kids!

And sure enough, I *did* fetch dat der diplomer! See? All fetched and everything!

Everybody smile and say "Academia!"

And here are grandma and grandpa! So proud of their graduating grandkid! It really meant a lot to me that they were able to attend the ceremony.
And it's that blasted piece of paper again! But if it makes grandpa proud, I suppose it can't be THAT bad. And hey, I don't have to worry about getting up to grab it anymore, I have the thing! Haha! So now it's GREAT.
Promise kept.
I'm Graduated!
But I have nothing for now. I'm very sorry.
Also:
I do not feel smarter, no. But I have a fancy piece of paper that SAYS that I am, so I suppose we all will have to trust that, won't we?
Hm.
http://www.gimundo.com/Articles/Daily/976/4/20/2008/80-Year-Old_Man_Walks_Around_the_World
This story impresses me immensely. I always did find unusual lives and world travel to be fascinating.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/news.html?in_article_id=560006
This one is just funny...
http://english.pravda.ru/science/health/104961-bee_boy-0
And this is a fascinating story with a happy ending.
http://www.livescience.com/strangenews/080415-france-thinness.html
I'm not sure how I feel about this. I am wondering what other people think about this. If an industry is killing its workers by forcing standards that are physically unsustainable, though, perhaps reform like this is necessary.
Anyway, just dropping in to say I'm still alive.
