My tenure as a freshman at Truman State University ended on May 4th. It was a really, really strange event. It reminded me of a House quote,
“The nearly dead and the newly bred have more in common with each other than with people in the middle. What’s weird is the kind of circle of life thing.”
It was true in that the end of the year was far more like the beginning, rather than what we had had come to know as the “middle”. That wasn’t an entirely bad thing, either.
We had more time on our hands than usual, which meant we hung out with a lot of people, and did stuff that was not physics homework. Which was really, really nice. I feel like maybe all that excess newly-found free time perhaps could’ve been a tad better spent, but that’s neither here nor there.
Finals went off without a hitch, for the most part. The jury’s still out as to how well I actually did, but I didn’t have any defining “oh -(string of profanity)-” moments, so that can’t be all bad. The scary thing is, I feel like I could come out with 4 A’s, but with a change of the winds I could just as easily come out with 4 B’s. So we’ll see.
The entire week was rather miserable from a meteorological standpoint. Overcast and wet for the entire week. Walking around aimlessly with too much time on my hands, looking up at the sky, I felt as if some sort of impending calamity would come raining down and blot little Kirksville out of existence. Saddly, no such apocalypse occurred, and I’ll undoubtedly be returning there this fall.
Even though it ended not in fire, nor ice, but… mist… I’m glad that the school year is over. I was definitely ready for it to be finished, and yet I couldn’t help getting a little emotional the night before I was to head home. I realized what it was. It wasn’t that I would miss our dingy little dorm room (I don’t). The fact that I could never go back to it though… bothers me. The permanency of it all is terrifying. I came to see that I have a big issue with things being… lasting. I think that’s why I was [sad to leave my old job] too. Even though, in truth, that too had run its course.
So past all my melancholy ways, I’m home now.
But I still do not have a job.
I’m seeking to rectify that, but my endeavors have been met with limited success.
Suffice to say, I am very, very bored. I’ve had plenty to do (the lack of blogging reflects as much) though, which has kept me sane. For the most part.
My birthday was on the 10th, which was fun. It was the first time in a while that I didn’t have a big thing with a bunch of people. This was largely due to the fact that ‘people’ were still off at school, but I was ok with that.
Lizz and I saw ‘Hot Fuzz’ and it was very, very funny. The beginning was a big slow, and I just kept waiting for it to kindof… ‘pick up’. And then it did, and instantly became everything I wanted it to be. I left feeling very satisfied. Next it was back home, to hang out with the family for a while. After dinner at Chili’s, we came home and did presents.
It was a good birthday.
Lizz- FFVII: Advent Children, Magnet Rocks (more!), FBI Book, yet-to-arrive-[HOUSE-T-SHIRT]!
Mom & Dad- Princess Mononoke, Excessively huge LEGO space craft
Erin- Bach’s Cello Suites on CD
I would also like to extend a heartfelt thanks to all the people that… commented on my facebook wall. It was nice to feel loved from so many people. Even if it was a bit weird. [And let’s not kid ourselves… it shows up on the damn newsfeed or whatever, so I have no delusions that they actually remembered, but I’m still thankful.]
A final thing: Lizz and I saw the Killers on the 11th. It was a good show, if not a little crowded and hotter than hell down at City Market, but we still had fun. Saw a few fights, got a t-shirt, sat through the nearly-half-hour-encore [seriously guys? seriously?]. But all in all it was a great show.
Now… if that job thing would just work out…