What a difference a year makes.
I'm still in school- and I work for a school, so as far as I'm concerned, this is my "New Year" that's just about to begin. I was thinking about the past year today and wow. How much things have changed.
It was almost exactly a year ago that I was moving onto the Island.
I thought that I was going to a great program where I could continue my studies in military-media relations and go on to work in a field utilizing that research... not so much. I am now, essentially, back to square one. I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up. I have a job that could easily be a career, but I don't really think that will happen. Some days I want to continue and get another MA and then my PhD, but others I think that I just can't stand any more grad school politics.
I thought that Ranger Man and I weren't that serious. Ha. That one is kind of funny considering that I just moved across the country to live with his stuff. But with everything else that changed this last year, I realized that he was the one that was really helping me with it. And consequently, it was him that I wanted to be with. I could actually point you to a specific day that I started realizing this, but I won't bore anyone with the details.
I thought I had a home. Between me wanting to leave school and go home and my dad telling me that he really meant it when he said I couldn't go back home, and my mom leaving my dad... yeah. I'm glad I've got Ranger Man.
My mom was my best friend a year ago.
I had never seen a cockroach. Or a Praying Mantis. Or a flying Cockroach. Oh my gosh I hate bugs.
A year ago I thought my dreams were somewhat under control. Boy was I wrong about that one (that whole taking a class about genocide idea was not my brightest).
A year ago I did not take any knitting with me- it was packed and ready to be shipped, but it did not come with me. My knitting was one of the first things I planned around this last time I flew. It is amazing how knitting has become a coping mechanism for me.
I think that's a good list for now. What a year.
Since I'm in school too, the new year starts in August when school starts back.
ReplyDeleteI can totally relate to this post! Since this is (hopefully) my last year of school, I've been thinking a lot lately how things have changed from last year. And next year will be an even bigger change since I will be done with school. It's a little terrifying!