Summer's coming to a swift close. I dislike it. I think I'm finally realizing how close I am to starting school again...seriously, I MOVE BACK TO BG IN TWO WEEKS. Talk about a freak out moment.
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| Andy, over fourth of July weekend, at his lake house |
I've been having a wonderful summer at home. I've been able to work more than in any summer previous, I've spent a lot of time with my family, and I've had many great times with my friends and boyfriend. Overall, I would say this was a great summer, albeit a bittersweet one: this is the last summer I'm going to have "free" from education or a "real" job. If I play my cards right, that is. I can't say that I'll want to have a "free" summer after this whole grad school thing is over; I bet you anything, I will want to be able to actually do what I will have studied for 6 years. And get paid for it (though not much to begin with, or so I've been told. Ah well, one must pay her dues at some point).
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| Becky and me at the Harry Potter Part 7 (Part 2) Premiere |
I still have a few more weeks to have fun, though, which I plan to savor. I'm spending some time with my amazing friend Becky, who is moving to NJ to be a first grade teacher come fall! I'm so proud of all of her hard work, but it's going to be sad to see her go. I mean, she and I have never experienced higher education near one another (for undergrad she attended Liberty University, and I Bowling Green State University of Ohio), but for her to have a real job and real time commitments and real work will make it much harder for us to see one another, I have a feeling. Thank goodness for technology. I don't know what I'd do if I didn't have a Facebook, a cell phone and a laptop computer. Seriously. Talk about technologically spoiled, right? And I'm not even the worst.
Becky and some of my other friends seem to have been conspiring (or rather, obviously have been conspiring) to find out when me and my boyfriend are going to be married. They prod and poke and tweak at any opportunity. It doesn't matter who I'm talking with, someone has to bring it up! And they have a point, I realize. My boyfriend Andy and I have been dating for nearly four years now, so it makes sense that they wonder. And 'tis the season for weddings--
(WARNING: TIRADE APPROACHING)
SHUT THE FRONT DOOR!!!! I swear, I have seen wedding pictures on Facebook from about 10 friends of mine in the past two months alone. SERIOUSLY!!?!?!?!?!?
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| This is what I look like when something boggles me. |
Don't get me wrong, I completely understand how you can completely love someone else and want to do that whole "forever" thing with them. But we are so young! We have no real jobs! We don't make consistent money! Many of us are still in school, which means we have even less money than most other kids our age! Now, I come from a background where my parents were married when my mother was 30, so I have been educated about the benefits of waiting to get married. I realize others are educated differently, and come from different backgrounds, and that marriages between such couples have been successful time and time again (my boyfriend's parents, my godparents, and so forth). It has come to my attention recently that I do not feel the need to get married anytime soon, which is the basis for my feelings.
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| Can you see why I'm so crazy? These people. |
Okay, I've cooled off, sorry about that!
Anyway, my friends are obnoxious and no matter how irritating it may be, I love them and know they mean well.
This summer has been one of reconciliations as well. For a while I had a falling out with one of my close friends, and it was pretty upsetting. Recently we've been speaking again, and this friend even apologized for the events which transpired between us. For the longest time I'd been telling myself "you have to be selective with friends...pruning the ones that are detrimental to your well-being and happiness isn't wrong"...but honestly, I feel much better about everything since we reconciled. Personally, I hate feeling that someone has ill feelings toward me. It's worth trying to make things better, in the end.
Someone walked through Jo-Ann's today with a young boy. I wasn't in the same aisle as they were, but I could hear the battle music from POKEMON playing on his Gameboy. I giggled. Loudly.
I officially turned in my two weeks notice at Jo-Ann's the other day. Sad day, but this is the best decision overall, since I'll be living in BG for the next two years, summers included. And I'm certain I'm not going to want to work there when I'm home for my scant breaks. Though it signals my time to go back to school, inside I can't help but count down until the my last day there. It's natural, I suppose...a door closing and another opening.
Well, it's my bedtime soon (seriously, when you have to wake up and be in to work by 6 AM, you end up messing up your life and going to bed at ridiculous hours). Maybe I'll post one of my running drafts tomorrow! I am determined to make this blog lively again.
Tata, folks.
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