Unless my temporal indicator is far removed from reality, the time has come for a long overdue blog post! I'd apologize, except that I write in no capacity except as an outlet for my own creative urges: therefore the aforementioned apology may be a long time in coming. I will, however, confess to a certain apologetic aura which may last for the duration of this paragraph [that's as close as I'm getting to an outright confession].
Ordinarily my blogging is inversely proportional to my stress. [that is to say that the more stressed I am, the more I blog]. However...my life for the recent past has been fairly low-stress. Or rather, it's been filled with a certain delicious stress. The cause? A new addition to my life. The female half of a couple of my best friends [who happen to be a couple, how's that for cool English construction?] decided some time ago that she wanted to have another sibling. Don't ask me why -- my two siblings are more than enough for me. However, this was her [and her family's] decision, so I can't really judge. The approach she took was to find an exchange student, and to host said student for a year. In this case, that student was from Germany, and her name was Bettina. [to you, the astute or pre-informed reader...hush your thoughts and just keep reading]. When I was first told about her, I didn't give too much thought to the addition to our little group of friends, as I was deep in the college process at the time, and extremely nervous about my future for this year. However...I found her to be more than interesting upon her arrival.
Needless to say, we'll skip some history and awkward conversations, and oblivious male bumbling...and eventually we reach the part where I ask her out and she says yes. Now, college apps tell you all over the place how they don't want to hear about your romantic life, and that your girl/boyfriend is not a valid topic for *serious* writing. Here, however, it is the most serious of topics, for it concerns that which is most essential to me -- my heart. [mmmk, you called my bluff. My brain is pretty important too -- but we'll keep to the metaphysical for a while here]. To make a long story short...my life has taken a rather potent turn for the happier, ever since that week towards the end of August when she entered it. The net effect has been a tremendous reduction in the type of hopeless stress I usually suffer [compounded in no small part, I suspect, by a vast reduction in busywork at UMass Lowell].
For the first time in quite some time [as I can attest with my Yahoo! status. ":| Not a good day. Maybe next week." 29 WEEKS AGO it informs me] I can say with a great deal of satisfaction...I am happy! Time to clear out the dust, and try out my smiling muscles again.
;)
On the more scholastic note...I dearly love Honors Calculus III - tomorrow I shall probably continue my proof spree [4 today!]. I am bored stiff by Theories of Learning and Creative Writing: English, and I could take or leave Assembly Lang & Comp Org. UML has little to nothing in the way of clubs -- so I continue to use my high school as my social base. I will be teaching my local Calc BC class on Friday...and I am reminded of just how much I love both math and computer science. Indeed, the only thing missing is some heavy duty neurology, and I'll be peachy.
It's good to be alive and learning.
:)
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