There’s a bowling alley in the basement. We donned shoes and picked out balls and set to work.
It has become something of a ritual, a way to pass the time, to enjoy the day. I sneak it in-between classes and it breaks up the monotony that is sitting and taking notes.
Next week we are hitting the pool tables.
That’s all to say that everything is fine. It’s as it should be; the days keep passing and we find ways to smile and enjoy the time. But that’s not to say that there hasn’t been tensions too.
This term is hard. Harder than I expected in ways that I wasn’t expecting. One class that I can’t graduate without is being more than a headache. It involves volunteering at a high school tutoring in their after school program. Well the program has just begun this term and needless to say there are some bugs. The problem is not that it’s an imperfect system but rather that the higher ups refuse to see it as a work in progress and want to know why, why, why the children are attending, are not getting help, are not getting A’s.
I just have five more weeks so it’s manageable, it’s just not what I wanted to deal with.
Spring term is nearly here and then I have one more term and it will be over. School will officially be done and then. What? What comes next?
I haven’t the slightest idea.
I haven’t thought about the future. My concerns are immediate at the moment. I want to live in the city, in a new apartment, new jobs all around, a new figure, the list goes on. (As a side note, I am down 12 lbs so that last is coming to fruition, just a bit more slowly than I’d like.)
I want something to change and for once the change to be for the better. I think it’s about time.
Did I mention that our water was shut off and the office “forgot” to inform us? It’s back on now, but still it’s not great trying to brush your teeth with no running water.
I’ve made goals. Big fat lofty goals. I wrote them on paper but I don’t want to write them here. I’m not ready to share them with the world.
But this has to be the year for change. It’s all been the same for far too long.