Class is much small this semester
I actually get to sit with no one on either side, which I prefer
So far the majority of my classes have worked their way out like this
Excluding US History, which is over flowing with students, blah
I do enjoy history, so the suffering is minimized
Another note: I enjoy sitting in the back of the class and I do so not to seem cool, but rather it allows me to view and observe my fellow students
Most days I arrive early to class and just listen to what is being said around me.
I must admit, I have been able to accurately "peg" many of my teachers based on their actions before they have ever addressed the class.
All my teachers expect one are females, Anatomy II is the exception
I have yet to arrive for my Physical Fitness class, so perhaps another male teacher will surface
In all honesty I do not mind the females, from a teaching and or working with perspective
Working at the hospital being a male is equivalent to being a minority, let alone being a straight male
One might fathom being the lone male in a female world would equal bliss, the catch is the females for the most part are old enough to be my mother, at work that is
In my classes I find I am older than my fellow female students
I however am excited for this semester; between school, work, and life, time shall pass rather quick, and before I know it softball season will be upon me
And I must say I have been training intensely in anticipation of its arrival.
Most of the credit is due to my dear friend K.W. and his desires to join the Marines and train for it every waking second of life
His desires and urges for to follow are noted, and I often find myself dwelling on the thought of doing just so, however I remain undecided, which means a no.
As I have found out the hard way, things change
Sometimes with out notice or any perceived notions
Anything can, and the majority of the time, will happen
Life has a way of doing just that
In the end, I find life knows what it is doing, or shall I say God?
I have made peace with my life, and still have no regrets, nor would I go back and relive things differently, maybe in a different light, but not differently
Life is good
Life is give and take
Life is meant to be lived
http://blogs।reuters.com/soccer/2009/01/09/what-messi-thinks-of-ronaldo/
intersting
Unt. for the win though
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