I started school again this week so I guess its back to the grindstone.  The summer was a nice break but I was definitely ready for it to be over.  I don't hear that very much in class, though.  Everyone around me is talking about beach vacations and long absences from responsibility while I stayed around and acted like the "grown-up" that I have become.  Its not a bad thing.  I like the difference.  But it does make me reminisce about times past.  Its strange.  I have not stopped going to school but in a matter of a year and a half my viewpoint on life has changed drastically.  I used to be capricious and unmotivated.  Now I am determined and goal-oriented.  Oh well, Selah.
On to my first two days of classes.  I went back to school full-time after 3 semester of part-time and went to working part-time.  The switch is instantaneous.  Going to work for 5 hours is so much shorter and easier than an 8 hour day despite starting the day with two or three classes.  I love it.  By the time I leave work I am thinking "Wow, it is already time to go home.  I barely got here!"  Class is just a different animal altogether.  I have basic upper-level business classes that are not within my specific major.  I have a business communications class that will be quite demanding.  It is interesting though.  I find my professor for this class to be the worst communicator out of all my professors.  We shall see how that shapes up.  Now I will work with due diligence to complete the whole semester without being burned-out on school.
Also, I just recently had my one year anniversary.  I had not thought too much about it until today, when waiting for my second class to begin, in walks a guy I graduated high school with.  I have talked to him once or twice in passing over the last 5 years since high school but nothing serious.  We talk for a while and it comes up that I am married.  He is floored by this fact especially that I am past my one year anniversary.  This gets me thinking about the context of everything.  My wife and I have known each other for three years.  In that three years both of us have experienced such drastic life changes that I am not even the same person as I was when we met.  It amazes me how one detail in life can produce such drastic changes to one's self.  A little food for thought.
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