Not Ready to Grow Up Yet
Just when I was starting to miss school and actually feeling bored, I realize I've only got 1 more week of vacation! I'm pretty proud though that I've been able to cross off alot off my god knows how long list of "things to do", stuff like registering for the ATS-W part of the NYSTCE, transferring grades from my summer classes at York, and other to dos too embarrassing to reveal to you. If you catch me on AIM (whic is a rarity these days) or see me in person, I may be convinced to 'fess up, haha.
My schedule kinda sucks next semester. I should'nt really complain coz it is only 3 days a week, and coupled with student teaching probably no more than 4 days max. Not to take away from how tough I already know the semester is going to be, but I know I shouldn't be so fussy about it - and of course I will be. The good thing is that if all goes well, this will be my last semester. I plan on graduating in June! Yippee! Exciting! Scary! I have to enter the "real world" again and look for a real J-O-B, and despite what people around me saying that I'll have no trouble finding a job in my area, I'm still scared about the current job market overall.
Anyways, part of the reason next sem's sched sucks is coz I have class on Thursday night, which is usually reserved for choir/band practice at church. Now, before you start thinking, oh wow she's really religious and dedicated, you should refrain. Not that I actually believe you'd really think I'm some sort of saint. I don't need to convince you too hard otherwise, I'm sure. Anyways, Thursday evenings are fun! They really are! I love playing the keyboards, as grumpy as I may appear sometimes. And the kids (or as we refer to them -the knee highs) are sooooo adorable! Even when they're super-hyper and jumpy. I actually do look forward to practice. And especially now that the Youth Center has acquired an X Box (or at least someone started bringing one)! Hehe. Thursday's have become "Halo" night. After practice, lately, we've been heading down to the center and play or watch folks kill (um, on Halo) each other in fascinating ways. And if its not Halo, its pool, or ping-pong. I dunno. I guess I like hanging out with these folks. It makes me ALMOST forget how old I'm getting. And that's another thing. *Sigh* I'm gonna have to face it sooner or later, that I may no longer belong in the "Youth" category enough to be part of a "Youth" choir. It sucks that feeling too old to be part of it will be the ultimate reason I stop being involved one of these days. :(
