Waning and Waxing

So, school starts in about a week (ish). I have to say I am not terribly ready for it, and I am starting to get a bit nervous about everything I have to do before it does start. The kids go back a week before me (Sept 2), which makes things a bit easier, but not that much. 

I noticed it's actually been a while since I've blogged in here, but it's not as if anyone reads this anyway. I did eventually get enough in financial aid to cover tuition and books for this year. I won't be able to get a meal plan, but it was always something secondary anyway. 

Summer is coming to a close, and I feel like it's barely begun. It's kind of strange. I don't usually work in the summer, so it's felt as if there has been no real break between classes and work. I have loved having the job that I do this summer, though. Planning On The Road has been a great experience for me, and I know that if I chose I could fall back on event planning as a career if I truly dislike teaching. Which I won't. I can't imagine doing anything but. At least I have options, though. I like options.

Orientation still has large holes in the planning, which does worry me a bit, but I've been working at it all evening, and I think it  could be getting there. I hope that the changes I've made to it this year are successful ones. I also hope I can get some students on board to be Peer Transfer Connections partners. I really want that program to take off more this year. I have so many ideas I want to put into motion. The trick is finding the time to do it in. 

I went to Wild Waves yesterday. It was the first time I had been there in several years, and it was much the same. I have never been a big fan of water slides, or rides that scare me. And to be brutally honest, I'm always afraid they will tell me I'm too big to fit on their rides, so I try to avoid doing the ones I'm unsure of. It kind of sucks to go through life that way. But yesterday, I had the first scary experience I've ever had in water. I was a swimmer for a long time, and I have always been comfortable in the water. But we went on a river-rafting ride at WW yesterday, and while I was on it, my tube flipped me, and I couldn't get my footing back because of a current in the water. I panicked, which is a bit unlike me, and scraped my knees up. The lifeguard nearly came in after me, but Lisa helped me out. I proceeded further down the ride, and flipped my tube two more times. The clasp on my swimsuit broke because of it, and I scared the hell out of myself. I don't ever want to feel that way again. But other than that, Wild Waves was a lot of fun and I'm glad I went. I don't think it will impair my feelings about water in the future, my notions about that are already set. 

Heading to bed now...I'm singing at the Odd Fellows Hall in Ballard tomorrow afternoon. I'm excited about that, since it's been a while since I've performed with the guys. I miss it, but I still have mixed feelings about singing again. I love it, but it's a bit of a sore spot for me since changing majors. Anyway. 

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