The Beginning
Jan. 12th, 2009 09:17 amI'm a senior, in college. Most likely, at the end of this semester I shall graduate, obtaining a degree in Music. This freaks me out just a little. I've been in college for 3 1/2 years, 7 semesters (technically 10). It's surreal. Nothing to be done about it, I guess. Time marches on, they say, but you can't forget that time adds up.
A strange thing I've realized about life is that one never truly knows exactly what they're doing. There are always new and unknown opportunities. I'm slowly coming to terms with this fact. It helps to break it all down into tiny pieces, like a puzzle, or a new piece of music.
In the spirit of the first day of school, I'm back in the apartment (moved back yesterday), and I need to go buy books for my classes. In the ongoing spirit of creating new objects, I've started a purse. It's very soft. We shall not mention certain unfinished items for my brother.
Other than that, my winter vacation was somewhat productive. I managed to reconcile six months of records for my Dad, along with various other projects of small importance. I'm sure that things will get more interesting as the months pass.
Until then,
Greeny
A strange thing I've realized about life is that one never truly knows exactly what they're doing. There are always new and unknown opportunities. I'm slowly coming to terms with this fact. It helps to break it all down into tiny pieces, like a puzzle, or a new piece of music.
In the spirit of the first day of school, I'm back in the apartment (moved back yesterday), and I need to go buy books for my classes. In the ongoing spirit of creating new objects, I've started a purse. It's very soft. We shall not mention certain unfinished items for my brother.
Other than that, my winter vacation was somewhat productive. I managed to reconcile six months of records for my Dad, along with various other projects of small importance. I'm sure that things will get more interesting as the months pass.
Until then,
Greeny