The Not So Distant (Anymore) Future
03.31.08 (1:20 am) [edit]It's rather late to be writing not much of anything on a school night, but I need to get everything that's swimming in my head out before I can go to sleep.
In talking with a fellow honors student yesterday, I discovered that I may not have to take the honors capstone course-- my class seems to have somehow slipped through some loop hole-- and that would leave only one, four hour class that I lacked to graduate in August 09. If I could stuff that in next spring-- which would make next spring really tough with tennis and 17 hours, but I did it last spring and survived-- then I could graduate in August and get to PT school on time instead of a whole year late!!! I am so excited and crossing my fingers. There may be one more obstacle, however; I may need six hours of random elective junk-- two upper level courses in some field other than my major, meaning six hours of crap I don't care about. I'm going to talk to my advisor sometime in the coming weeks to figure this all out. I'm crossing my fingers, because I would really like to not put life on hold for stupid capstone or electives.
I came across this possibility while putting together my schedule for next fall. I'll be taking 17 hours in the fall as well. Tough but not impossible. I also learned that I will be taking my last Spanish course in the fall and so complete my minor! The last course isn't a language course either-- it's a history of the language class, really-- so after this semester I am basically done with Spanish! Yeah!!! I am slowly beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel.
In the midst of all this rejoicing I realized that the semester ends in only five weeks. I am looking forward to that because this semester hasn't been so fun academically, but I tear up at the thought of the end too, because that could mean adios to two dear friends all at once. Daniel and I became friends last spring because the girls' tennis team needed a lot of help last year and Daniel helped me out. We chit chatted over tennis ball rallies and found ourselves with a lot in common and a new friend. Our friendship is of a rare sort. It defies explanation but I treasure it all the same. I hate to see him go, although I know it's his time to go on to bigger and better things and wish him all the luck and hope this world and the next has to offer. Then there's Sarah. She's so much fun and slightly insane, in a mostly good way. She just arrived here in the fall, but we became fast friends and she may transfer upon the semester's end. Again, if she does go, I will hold the memories we've created together close to heart. That's two that I may not see again for a long while. Then Lisa, another really good friend, is studying abroad next fall. All three keep me company on the tennis team. With all of them gone... I sure hope some sweet freshmen come in, that's all I can hope for at this point. If none do, I suppose I'll live; I wasn't close to anyone on th team my first year and I'm still alive! Thankfully, Lisa will return in the spring and of course I'll have my house-mate, Tink, even though that's just for the fall, and Kassia and Meredith so I won't be totally close friendless.
I'm looking forward to the future whatever it holds, even though I know some close friendships will retreat into memory. Thank goodness for modern technology so we will be able to at least stay in touch! I was thinking, this is probably the first time I've had to say good-bye to more than one really good pal at once, since I didn't have too many friends left after high school and even those that I would have considered friends if I had any went to school in the same town I did, so it wasn't that big of a deal. The only ones I've ever really said good-bye to were Eric G. when I was like 7, Steph at 10 or 11, and Erik I. last summer. But you know, each of those has a special place in my heart, just like the current ones do and always will.
Well, now that I'm sufficiently blubbering, I'm going to go to bed and dream of all my friends. You all know who you are-- even if I didn't just mention you by name-- know that I love and appreciate every single last one of you and treasure every moment and memory we have together!
posted by: fractalmom (reply)
post date: 04.05.08 (7:01 am)
LOL. She's in love with the boy"...but its NOT a good song for me. Well, it's a great song, but I have connotations of Calamity, that is the song that I thought of when she started dating the girls father...we hated him (for good reason) and didn't want her to date him at all. we thought it through, and said, well, if she loves him...and accepted him into our family. then, sigh, they went on to start using heroin. and, the rest as they say, is history.
so, Trisha Yearwood or not....if any of the pints start dating a boy i dont' like, i will simply kill him. LOL.







