First off, the unstoppable train that is college has finished it's long stop in Graduation Town and is now chugging full steam ahead to Post Gradatopia, and I'm their precious cargo. I've been out of school since December (minus one summer class that wasn't hard at all) and my next battle with education is starting come 9am Monday morning, August 22nd (happy bday mom!). Yes, I begin my 9 hours of grad classes on Monday and I am not excited for school to start like I falsely believed I was in past semesters. I don't think it will be hard, the classes at least. What I do think will be hard is having to have a job where I will probably need to work every hour I am available so that I can afford to live. See, unlike previous years of college, this year I am paying for half of my tuition and my parents are paying the other half. I know that is still alot easier than some people have it but it's a first for me and I apologize if it doesn't seem as big of a deal to you as it does for me. I am also planning and trying to help pay for a wedding at the same time.
What else do I have to add to this? Hmm.... I could talk about my writing. I did say that I might touch on that a bit at some point. See, I left myself an out so that I can go back to it and not be a liar. Ok, we'll touch on that a bit. Rolling through the semester from August to December last year I wrote 2 or 3 poems max. That was mainly due to the hefty load of writing I was doing for my screenwriting class where I was drafting my first full length script. It comes from the novel I started way back when I did NaNoWriMo that one and only time. Since then I have been tweaking and revising it a bit every now and again and haven't been writing hardly any poetry at all. The script is coming along nicely and I have 87 pages of it done but there is alot of room for improvement.
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lucky man!
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