I withdrew from my junior year’s spring semester at Concordia College this past March or April.
I am technically on academic leave for one year, i.e. return to Concordia the fall of 2013.
I am not going to continue my education at Concordia.
I am not going to waste the ~75 credits and $xx,xxx dollars in loans and become a dropout.
I will complete my bachelors degree via night or online degree completion programs.
I have full time employment, salaried, and receive rich benefits at a very low-stress job.
I quit the Concordia Choir when I quit school.
I have coped with this fact with very strong denial and avoidance.
And then the mind just goes
I’m grateful for my life.
For my boyfriend who loves me to the moon and back,
For my precious kitty who seems to know exactly when I need cuddles or playtime,
For the sky, the stars, its storms and all of its vastness
For my family, who really define the term unconditional (yet disfunctional) love
For myself, and the center I keep striving toward,
For nature and its wisdom.
The things (“things”) I am grateful for are inumerable.
I am so fortunate,
I am me,
Synergistics Management Group is buying out my temporary contract with Preference Personnel two months earlier than expected. I’m no longer a temp!
Le brain de le crazy girl
The ol’ coconut needs a software update, especially in the filing department. Just like at work. At work, I am organized. I am organized at work because I have a desk, file organizers, and a clutter-free Outlook inbox. Everything goes where it should go. It all makes sense.
See now, my head doesn’t work with such efficiency and accuracy. Unlike an office job, my brain isn’t logical. At all. Traditional filing systems have no shot against my eternally tangled and erratic thoughts or memories, etc.
And that’s all I care to speak about right now. HUMP DAY!