The amount of stress a person can feel.

A few minutes ago, I was going through the most gut-wrenching, teeth grinding stress. To register for classes you need to put the courses number in, and whether you get in or not will be put on screen once it registers you, of course if you don't get in right away you get put on a wait list. I was on a wait list. When on a wait list you must confirm every 72 hours. I TOTALLY FORGOT TO CONFIRM. Hence I am no longer on a wait list. Panicking and freaking out, I searched for another class I could take in the time that I wanted and a class I actually wanted to take. Philosophy 1103 came into my life like an angel with wings. I am now enrolled in 3 classes and can be given money from student aid. THANK YOU GOD! Although it is not the English class I wanted, It is a class that I can take that will be transferable and a class I was interested in taking.

My parents had commented that I hadn't shown much enthusiasm towards school. Which I can admit was somewhat true. BUT for some reason, I am so excited for this Winter Semester. SO excited! I will be taking classes I want to be taking and therefore it will make things more interesting for me and give me a reason to go to school. To LEARN.

I'm growing up, and finding out what I am interested in. I always thought History was a snooze fest, and found it really boring. That could be partly how I was taught about it, but I have learned that It can be quite interesting.

My next semester should be very fun and although it doesn't start until January, I cannot wait!!
K.

Having Fun!

I spent 5 1/2 hours at my work on a day that I didnt regularily work. I had told my boss that I would come in and help them do inventory for the end of the year. I hadnt really thought of it until the week prior to this added shift. The day before, knowing I would have to come in and help out left me regretting my decision to be helpful. I wanted to sleep in, work on my essay due in English, and study for my final coming up. But when I got there, I remembered why I said I would come in, my work family! Its true, working at a dealership means sales people are coming and going. I never know when someone is going to leave or get hired. But the regulars, and the service department make coming to work fun. As I partnered up with my friend and the service department assistant manager Caillie, I realized that I would in fact enjoy myself quite a bit.

The object of our day, was to go through each shelf, and count everything on that according to a sheet we had telling us the product name, and part number. Caillie and I were the quickest team, getting through quite a few shelves before the rest of the teams. I left earlier than the rest of the people, having told my boss that I had a family christmas party to go to. I went home and spent much needed time with my family. As we put up our christmas tree, I felt and reflected the feelings of having fun.

Having fun, does not need to be expensive, as I have learned, Its about spending time with people you care about.

ciao
K.

A new beginning

It has been almost forever since I have written on here, I have my friends to thank [erhm Tess and Britnee]. Thank You!

Alot of things have changed since I have written, such as:

1. I have graduated high school, and am in enrolled in a local college. The work load is definately different, not with the amount of work that is being given, but with the amount of time that is alotted for each assignment.

2. I now have a boyfriend, whom which I am madly in love with. He is absolutely amazing, and is someone I see myself spending the rest of my life with. Not to mention my parents love him too, he is a keeper :)

3.I have matured as a person, and find my self growing and becoming more independent which is a nice change, and helps as I grow older because it allows me to appreciate who I am as a person.

I am so glad I restarted this blog, and will have a place where friends and others can view my venting/ ranting / expressive blogs.

But.. I should be going to get ready for bed..

`night.

K.