So for Christmas my wonderful Aunt Debbie bought my mom and I tickets to see Wicked. It was one of the best Christmas gifts I could ask for. For those of you who haven’t seen it, I highly recommend going, the songs are amazing, the actors and actresses were perfect for their roles. My favorite part of the entire show was…well you’ll just have to see it…I don’t want to give anything away. But it was great!! I can’t wait to go see another show…hint hint mom…
Well, it’s Thursday, and tomorrow is the end of the second week, but I just want to say I LOVE school. I am so happy with my teachers, my classes, my job, my life, and well just everything. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday I have College Writing and Speech, both of my teachers for those classes are absolutely amazing. I never find myself bored in either of those classes. Tuesday and Thursday I have Race and Gender in the Mass Media and Math. Math, is math, you have to try to make the best of it, but it’s kind of difficult. My R/G/M class is amazing. I find myself looking at everything differently now. I consider myself a pretty open minded person, partly because of the way I was raised. I was taught to always love one another…regardless of skin, religion, and well everything. But, even I have moments where I lapse and find myself thinking bad thoughts about someone. Anyway, it’s an amazing class and if you get the opportunity to take the class do it. I’m not sure if it’s my teacher or what but I love this class.
My friends are fabulous and are being so supportive of me. I love being in school and being able to say, I can’t, I have homework. I know it sounds dumb, but I actually look forward to heading home and working on my homework. Yes, I am a dork. Anyway, I am one happy girl right now and thankful for my family and all that they do for me. Especially my mom, she is so good to me. Anyway, I have to get back to my hockey…have a wonderful evening. I will try to update this more often.
Well, it’s just about official. School starts on Monday, I can’t believe it, I’m finally getting back. This time feels so much different than my other attempts of school, I know what I want to do, I have a goal, and I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. I am thrilled to be going back and to be working on my Journalism degree.
I have blogged about hockey for nearly a year now, I can see my writing improving every single day that I write. I mean you look at my earlier entries, and you can tell a major difference in what I write now. That feels like an accomplishment to me, but you know, it’s only me.
There have been some set backs in my back to school quest. First of all, I quit my job at the bank, it was stressful and there was no way I would be able to go to school while I was still working there. There was never a definite time that I would get off, and I would not have any me time, and that’s something that I have to have. I am working my catering job and I have such an amazing boss, who is so helpful and understanding with school and my life. Then, there’s my dad. My dad and my mom divorced when I was 17. My dad hasn’t been the same since, he’s a different person, I feel uncomfortable around him. Growing up I was a daddy’s girl, I could tell him anything and could go to him for anything, these days I dread calling him, I never visit him, and well, it’s not my fault. He has separated himself from my family, that’s on him. Anyway, I called him to ask him for money for my school books. Keep in mind, I haven’t asked him for money since 2003. He then began to give me excuses as to why he couldn’t, now trust me, I understand financial problems very well, but his main excuse to me was, well I am trying to help Pat out. Pat is a nearly 100 year old woman that he met when my parents got divorced. Anyway, Pat is not his family, but I am, and he can help her but not me. It seems a little messed up. Anyway, I just needed to vent. Dad, if you do read this, you need to realize who your family is and start being there for them. There will be a time when you need Matt and I, if you keep acting the way you have been recently, you won’t have any family left.
You know, I am supporting the writers on this, but it’s getting really sad. Zach Braff just posted a bulletin on myspace saying this:
Dear Friend,
Please go to the below link to see a video I made in support of the writer’s strike.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2UJ5MQY83RM
Many of you have asked about the fate of the final episodes of Scrubs. If the strike goes on too much longer there is a good chance they will never be written or shot and the series finale will remain in the mind of our show’s creator, Bill Lawrence…
hope this finds you well,
peace and love,
zb
Anyone who knows me knows what a huge Scrubs fan I am, to have them not write the final episodes would be a disaster, a tragedy to me. You see having watched all 6 of the seasons and part of the 7th you feel like these people are your friends. And, well, as corny as this sounds, I need them to finish, so please please please stop the writers strike.
Here is the youtube video ZB made:
My best friend, Kelley is getting ready to become a god mother, my god daughter is due on February 19. I can’t believe it. Today was the baby shower, it was a great experience for me. It really makes me realize what I want in my life. I have always thought I’d get married young and have a family, then recently, when I discovered my passion for writing, I was all about having a career and traveling all over, and now after today, it makes me want to have a family again (not that I ever stopped). I am so excited for Kelsie to get here, I don’t have any nieces or nephews, yet so this is my first baby that I really get to spoil. Anyway, I’m just excited!! WOO!!
