It’s been a long time, for sure. Many things have happened, but ultimately, I have become utterly uninterested in the guys that are available to me. Being single is a blessing. So for now, that’s what I am - and happily at that. :) No one is good enough.
As for school, I have been struggling this semester. I hope to come out with roughly 3 B’s, 3 A’s, and a C, so it won’t be too bad, realistically. But I am one of those weirdos that “never makes a C.” So, there you have it. All this struggle has lead me to the decision that I am going to quit my job at the pharmacy. I’m going to stay on through the summer and up to September because the head technician will be on maternity leave till then, and I am going to be working her shift during the leave period. But after that, I am gone. I’m going to be unemployed (funemployed?) for an entire semester and give piano lessons for gas money. Other than that, I will solely be focusing on school and the extracurriculars I am involved in. Full-time school is like a job, and a part-time job just makes it worse.
I have to be at work at 4:00, so I am going to get ready and relax a bit more before I have to go in. Here’s to blogging more often! (Probably not, though)
My life seems to be filled with badly timed moments. I am terribly afraid of men because of Sean and what he did, yet I am apparently going on a date Friday night with a guy I met a few weeks ago. He’s a music major too, and we met in our musicology class. He SEEMS so nice, and so much like me… but so did Sean. For all I know, he’s a creep just like Sean. I realize it isn’t fair to punish one person for the actions of another, but it’s really difficult to refrain from doing just that when you’ve been so very hurt. I must admit, I am rather excited about going to dinner and a movie with this new guy, but I’m just worried. I really hope he is different. Here’s to being the optimist and taking a chance! 
Ah, the end of the semester is nearing! So many deadlines, so little time. I have a clarinet teaching methods notebook due fairly soon, I have to work on a group final for my French class, and I have a huge research paper due in musicology. I am mostly worried about the last one because I am simply no good at writing scholarly research papers. How does one even BEGIN to write about troubadours and courtly love songs of the Middle Ages? TELL ME PLZ KTHX!!! *sobs profusely* Christmas break can’t come soon enough - which is probably the mantra of all the OTHER college students of the world. I pray that God will continue to give me the strength I need to do the jobs that need to be done. =)
I would just like to say that analyzing Schubert’s Erlkonig (a piece of German lieder) is probably akin to eating glass and drinking acid. But I digress.
My day has been pretty good. I passed my final test in my class piano proficiency, so I don’t have to go to that class for the remainder of the semester. I now get to sleep in till 11:30 every Tuesday and Thursday morning. Yay! :) I didn’t have Undergrad Seminar today either, so I got to go home for lunch. I had to go all the way back to campus for my 3:40 class, which is Chamber Singers, but that’s okay. Now here I am, attempting to do music theory homework that I never understood during class. Oh, the joys of being a music major.
With Thanksgiving on the rise, it is appropriate to discuss the many things in my life that I am thankful for. God has been blessing me the past few weeks or so in ways I could never even imagine. I never realized how good I have it with my family and friends until they were all there for me with the whole thing where I found out an ex-friend of mine had raped his previous girlfriend. My friends were so supportive and patient with me. I made stupid decisions like continuing to talk to this person until it was imperative to my personal safety that I walk away. Nobody once said “I told you so,” which I am quite thankful for. That was the last thing I needed to hear. And that decision to get that guy out of my life was one of the healthiest I’ve ever made in my life. Knowing you just did something incredibly wonderful for yourself gives you a certain amount of happiness and relief that can be gotten from nothing else. And the moment I walked away from that incredible source of evil, I bounced right back to God. I am able to hear Him so much better now, and I am truly trying to get back to the point I was at before I met Sean. I enjoy going to church again… no longer do I have the desire to sleep in on Sunday mornings. It’s nice going to place where the whole gathering of people truly love and care for you.
I feel loved by so many people, and that’s all thanks to God. I have a good life with good people in it, and I am prepared to love as freely as my friends and family do. So here’s to the best Thanksgiving I’ve ever had. Praise be to God! =)
My dad has been absolute crap. I woke up fifteen minutes AFTER my first class started, but that’s not even the bad part. I HAD A TEST IN THERE TODAY. Yeah, I know! So I throw some jeans on, I don’t brush my hair, and I don’t brush my teeth (Yeah, gross, I know!). I do 80 mph all the way there and turn a 30 minute drive into a 10 minute one. Luckily, my music theory professor was kind enough to let me take the test as if I hadn’t frantically run into the room in tears. :) Nice lady, that one is. lol So I take the test, even though I had previously fallen asleep during my study period the night before. (I’m hoping for at least a B on this one! *crosses fingers*) After that was over, I drove back home to brush my teeth and hair, and to get into some better clothes. Then it was off to campus again for my CFS test. I think I fairly well on it, so I’m not worrying too much about it. Then, I raced off to work. Work was HELL! It was literally nonstop till closing. I also kept having problems with insurance claims and customers, so it was busy AND frustrating. *sigh* I really think I need a bubble bath…
I guess I need to make it appear as though I have things to blog about on here, so here goes nothing. I went to New York for four days, and it was awesome. If I’m on your Facebook friends list, go look at my pictures from the trip - if not, suffice it to say I had a wonderful time, and I’d like to go back sometime. But at the same time, I’m really glad to be home for various reasons. I missed people - some more than others (vague, I know). And I just really love living in the South too. The mountains, the warm beaches, the courteous people… I love it all so much. I could never live in a big city like New York. But I digress.
My summer classes are definitely kicking my butt. I never thought a straight-up lecture course like Child and Family Studies: Human Development could be so so overwhelming. We cover 2-3 chapters a day, and it just blows my mind sometimes. The same thing goes for the music theory class I’m taking, but that stuff is actually part of a skill I need to be really good at the rest of my life, so I am doubly worried about that class. :( *sigh* I don’t want to make C’s in these classes…
