So, yesterday I happened upon one of my favorite professors ever (I can say this now without being a brown-noser because he's not my professor now) and it was brought to my attention that I basically never blog anymore.
Legally, I feel safer just not blogging about my job. I still love it. Every day has it's challenges and I've decided that I never want to teach first grade ever, but I still love my job. So there's that.
On another note, I almost died about a month ago. OK, I might be dramatizing the situation a little bit, but there was this fun trip to InstaCare followed by the ER, and I could have died getting to there (I kept almost passing out). Then there were needles and blood tests and IVs and horrible things which resulted in us finding out that my iron stores have dropped insanely low again. Which means more IVs and needles and blood tests to come. While none have been exactly pleasant, some experiences with IV therapy have been far better than others and I for sure have 2 favorite nurses at this point. I am now more than half-way done with IV therapy, however, so that's good news.
To celebrate the half-way point, and also to celebrate the fact that I totally aced all my midterms, Dad took me to Disneyland. Yes, it was only for one day (and not even a full day, at that), and yes it was totally worth it. Except I want to go back because I didn't get any cookies, caramel apples, or marshmallow sticks. It's not a true Disney experience without these things. I didn't really take many pictures, though. Mostly because I've been so many times in my life now that I think I've got pictures of just about everything possible there.
Meanwhile, school is good. I adore my mathematics and Chinese classes, like my education classes, and tolerate history (there's a long story about this; if someone really wants to know and asks kindly I may tell it, but it's not exciting). I'm taking 16 credits.
And now for a picture of my cat, because I can.
"I think I know how it is to be grown up; it's when you feel how someone feels that isn't you." -Frances Griffiths