Summer Begins
This is my favorite forensics picture. :o)
I feel like summer has officially begun. The main way that I can tell that summer is in full swing is that I work a lot and don't really do much else, so my time is divided between working my ass off while being completely stressed out and being bored out of my mind. When I'm not working, I will either just be sitting at home watching tv or getting drunk, and that's about it. I do have a place to live now, though. I was really worried about being homeless for a while there. My apartment is divided in half: walk in one door and there's the bedroom and bathroom, and walk back into the hallway and into the other door and there's the kitchen and living area for my apartment. I think that I can make it work. I think that I might go a little stir crazy without cable or the internet. As soon as I have enough money saved up,my firt purchase will be a dvd player for the tv my roommate left me.
This last week has been really weird. I've been saying goodbye to people that I will never see again, and seeing other people that I previously thought that I would never see again, either. It's really strange to say goodbye to people who you have known for three years of your life. I often wonder if they feel any sadness about not seeing me again, either. I seem to have a pattern of creating really good friendships with people that only last a year, maybe two at the most--I wonder if I have stability issues. That would explain a lot.
Oh, and I finally got back in all of my grades and I got all A's. So my cumulative GPA is 3.73, and I have a 4.0 in both of my majors. YEA! I wasn't sure if I was going to pull it off considering all of the work that I had to do at the last minute, but like usual it worked out in the end. My future is looking a bit less nebulous now. Considering my grades and that I am getting more national success and recognition in forensics, I think that I am increasing my odds of getting into a good grad school and maybe even an assistantship. That would rock my face off!
Contemplate this: Does luck really favor the prepared, or are there just some people that lead better lives?