A train ride of emotions making several stop at certain stations is a great way to describe the last couple weeks of my semester; it was a journey nonetheless. A long one it seemed at the time but that would be to blame of the million or so things that always happen at the end and during finals. This year was more hectic emotionally because of the death of a close friend at school. Eirin was an RA with me, that's how we met. I have Marsha Burney to thank for that in her skillful picking of our staff for this year. Eirin and I clicked right from the start. She was a great friend and we had many laughs together. Anytime something good happens and I can reward myself with a York Peppermint Patty, I will do so in honor of her and all the times we got them as a special treat (or a midnight snack).
School was a bit crazy but not at the same time, thankfully. I had two finals on the last day of classes and then one the second week of finals. My two in the same day bugged me out due to feeling underprepared for the exams from how shakey midterms went, which were the only other exams I had for each class. I did fine on each one- pulling off just enought points in one for the A and well over in the other. I was on edge for my last final, Poli Sci, mostly because I knew the grade I had to make, a.k.a. how many questions I could miss, to make and A in the class. This was majorly important because it would be the last A letter grade I needed to make my first 4.0 in college. I will have you know I passed the test and got all the points I needed (even, according to my professor, made the highest grade in the class) to snag that final A and my 4.0 GPA for the semester. Oh, Dean's List here I am!
I had a wonderful professor be kind enough to reach out and offer to help me pack to move out, which I gladly accepted of coarse! I was also able to enjoy the company of another dear professor that day to get my fill before our 3 month stent of summer with everyone going in different directions. I managed to shut my finger in a door for the first time- not so fun, let me tell you.
I made it home to find out my dog Tiger had passed away the same week as my friend. Although it was sad he lived a good long life, especially for being a dog who lived through parvo and a snake bite to the neck just to say a couple things.
I also had another beloved friend from back home pass away the following week. I knew Julie from church since middle school and she was a great woman and a wonderful influence in my life. I felt majorly cool by being friends with her as a high schooler. There is no end to the way she touched my life with her beautiful soul.
All in all it has been an adventure of a year but I wouldn't take back any of it for the world. These experiences amke me into the person I am today and will be in the future. The people I have known and lost will never be forgotten and they have made such a tremendous impact on my life. The bad times exist so when can cherish all the good ones. I have also seen the grace and courage in many of the people in my life and how so many of them came together to support myself, my staff, and the residents at school and my church family and many others back at home. In times of need people will show you their true colors and I have seen and felt many of them from amazing people these last couple weeks. It has been a blessing beyond words to have such great people in my life.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
Polly, Pete, and Repeat
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