I want to ban busy from my vocabulary. I’m gonna replace it with active. My life is full of activity and activities. I work part-time as a barista and work/learn full time as a student. I love school very much. I’m completely over being a barista. I don’t hate my job, it’s just served its purpose. My Human Development class is brilliant. I love my Prof’s teaching style. She’s been teach this course for over 20 years. She loves it and it’s easy to learn from her. She puts an outline of what we’re going to learn that night on the board. She lectures from it. In between, she’ll point out pictures from our book. She’ll tell us stories from her personal life or things that her students have shared with her. The class interjects with our own stories, opinions, and questions. She gives us a study guide. She has office hours, which is rare for a summer session. I have an A so far.
My math class online, I’ve ignored for 10 days!! This is no good. I have to get back to it. I’ve taken advantage of the fact that BB stopped recording my hours that I was logged in. My Prof emailed me that as long as I was making progress, the hours wouldn’t matter.
My American Sign Language class is fun but tougher than I realized it would be. It’s not something that you can take time off from really. We had 4 days off for the 4th of July and I came back to class and could barely understand anything my Prof finger spelled. My main problem is receptivity. If I miss the first letter I can’t know what the word is. I aced the expressive part of the midterm last Monday and I’ll find out how I did on the written and receptive parts, this week. The summer session is taught by two teachers. Our new teacher started last Tuesday and the class is different. It’s more intense. I feel a lot is expected of us. It’s 8 hours of class time a week. And we’re expected to do 2 hours of homework per hour of class. So yeh. I can tell you that my class mates spend at least 1 hour a day doing review before and sometimes after class. I think I’m one of two interpreting majors in my class. I’m learning a lot and I’m motivated to do better and keep at it. The thing about learning a language and I think specifically learning ASL, is that it reminds me that I have to take better care of myself so that I can sign and understand when others are signing at me. I have to get sleep so I can be alert. My brain is working differently. ASL is a visual, gestural, spatial language. It is very different than English. I also have a little bit of insecurity that I’m not doing it right. I went to a local coffee shop last night. Every Friday this coffee shop host Deaf Coffee in our community. Some Deaf people go but tons of students go. I want to eventually have some other things going on..plays..and story telling..signing songs. Fun stuff. We had our college’s official first ASL meeting. I am heading the committee for recruitment
I’m psyched.
I’ve been feeling a bit stressed in the last few days. Lots going on. My schedule will be different in the fall. I thought it would be less busy but now I’m not so sure. Things will be more spread out over a longer period of time. The main stress I feel is that there’s so much I want to do and so much that needs to be done. Prioritizing is tough sometimes. Plus working. Blah. $$ double blah.
My goal is that by October I will no longer be working at a j.o.b. on the weekends.
Fingers, toes, eyes, crossed :g
Monthly Archives: July 2010
Spiraling Continuously
I wanna make love in the center of a wildly flowered field in the middle of somewhere.
Over here the rabbits don’t care and we look to them for guidance.
Inside there a stag runs free he asks
the mare to “marry me”. The lusty goat
sows her oats, the Beastly Beauty dance.
Lady Bug finds his mate. The Owls
forgo their plans.
Mama Bear kicks out her cubs, little beavers know they’re damned.
The Eagle flies above it all but dreams of desert sand.
Dolphins mate and play all day and sing the ancient tales:
“Our harmony makes for unity. We are wrapped in all our history…” It’s no mystery when you’re kissing me
inside of me I know you.
You are known.
We shed
our skin
again again again
and turn stone over troubled waters. We bridge a chain.
‘Round and around we twirly whirly whirly twirl
Heaven curls icy lilac rivulets of hazy spitted fire: O God
O God O God O God O God O God O God O God:
We are coming! We are coming..we are here. Everywhere
earth absorbs air carries
Our Love
