| Mar. 9th, 2006 @ 11:13 pm Soo.... Journal, eh? |
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Tuesday was one year together for Matt and I. I have never been one to gush about that adorkable boy on this journal, because no one else really needs or (wants, I'm sure) that hear that stuff. Just know that it has been a crazy awesome year, and the forecast for the future is also looking crazy awesome.
Work goes pretty well. I can see myself sticking with this job until Matt and I pack up and head to Toronto, which seems likely for September 2007. It's probably the minimal amount of stress for the most amount of money I can get in a job. I think as long as I stay under the radar and out of the way of a few people, all will be well. There's been a hitch or two, but I've decided to ignore them in favour of a pleasant work environment.
Am set to go back to school, starting this summer. If the frickin' University will process my application. Honestly, nothing really has changed since the last time I was there. I call every other day, and each time it's the same conversation. First, they tell me they can't find my application, ask me when I filed it and if I called in to waive the fee, and then put me on hold. Then after some muzak, they tell me it's probably on someone's desk somewhere, and they are very busy with applications, and I'll just have to wait for it to go through. I then remind them that I am applying for the summer, not fall, and they say "Oh, that's different". Then they assure me that it will begin processing that very day and should be done by the end of the week. EVERY SINGLE TIME. I think I may need to bump up the calls to every day, or else they''ll forget I even applied. Good thing the class I want is still less than 25% full.
I am looking forward to school, though. I really like feeling as though I'm working towards something, and I don't just mean a degree. Like there is some height of intellect I'd like to reach, and everything I learn is bringing me closer to new understanding of the world. I'm not expecting anything drastic, like I will suddenly attain the status of genius. But I'd like to get to a point where I can converse with some people whose intelligence I really admire, without feeling like I'm making a fool of myself. Who knows if that point even exists, though; it could be that those I admire often feel foolish themselves. But my basic goal still stands, and that is to learn as much as I can.
I've found myself doing little mind exercises in lieu of schoolwork. For example, if I read a new comic, I usually mentally form a review of it, even if I have no intention of writing it down. Once I have the general opinion of the comic down, I try to think of a thesis on the comic, one that I could write an essay around. Also, the other day at work, this guy who sells magazines outside passed around a letter to all the customers and the staff. Just for fun, I took a red pen to the letter and corrected the mass amount of spelling and grammar mistakes. I remembered a lot of grammar rules I had forgotten, but also realized how many I can recall anymore. I only even really used those rules in essays, because I don't ever feel like making to effort to write an intelligent sounding LJ entry.
I claim to be a lazy person, but I think I'm more of a procrastinator, really. I don't think a lazy person, in their year off from school, would've tried taking on the things that I have. I could've had a year of nothing, where all I had to do was go to work, come home, watch TV, see friends. But no, I decided to start a comic, to attempt a change in diet and activity level, and to try living on my own (well, without parents). I can't say I'm going any of these superbly, but they certainly keep me busy.
Anyways, I am feeling pretty tired, and I have a half-inked comic in my lap. I should go about taking care of those. |
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