I finally decided tonight that I would make a blog. I'm not completely sure what prompted me to take the plunge, but I figured it would be nice to have a place to write (actually type--which is even better, because I can type way faster than I can write, especially in a journal that doesn't have a spirally part so it's difficult to write in it and even more so because I get frustrated with sloppy handwriting--but I digress) about what's going on. I've always found that writing out what's going on helps me to sort out my thoughts. Plus, I love being able to look back and read about all the crazy stuff that has happened that I might forget about otherwise. So there you go. My reasons for beginning this blog in one fairly long paragraph.
Let's see. I suppose I should introduce myself.
- My name is Ashley (if you haven't already figured that out from the title, although I guess if you don't understand Spanish you wouldn't realize what it says. By the way, I do acknowledge that it is a rather boring title, but it was all I could come up with. If you have a better suggestion, feel free to share.)
- I am a student at Southern Oregon University, majoring in elementary education. I thought about having a minor in Spanish, but I just don't think that's going to happen...too much work, too little time.
- I live at home with my padres still, which is nice, although I've gotta admit that I have days where I wish I had my own apartment--not because I have a problem living with my parents (because they are great parents, and I have no problem living under their roof)...I'd just like to have my own roof. Well, my own apartment, but you know what I mean. It would have a roof.
- I am a Christian. I probably should have started with that, because it more accurately reflects my identity than my being a poor student who lives at home does. But I don't want to take the time to switch things around, so it's going to stay like that.
Now for real life. The whole reason I jumped on this blogging bandwagon was to write about stuff, after all. Today started off pretty good. I actually managed to get to bed by about 10:45 last night, so when I woke up this morning, I was pretty awake by the time I hit my snooze button the 3rd time. (I love sleeping. I know people (my dad, for example) who can sleep for 6 or 7 hours and be ok the next day, but I really need closer to 8 1/2 hours for me to feel truly awake and alert the next day.) Also, I just can't turn off my alarm clock and roll out of bed. I just can't do it. I always hit my snooze button a few times first. It kind of eases me awake, I suppose.
Anyway, so I had a good morning. Then I went to math class, learned about approaches to adding, subtracting, multiplying, and dividing (it sounds basic...and, ok, it is...but it's pretty hard too. I didn't realize that learning how to teach math could be so hard. Luckily I have an amazing professor who makes it make sense), then went to Bible study, then Spanish. I got my midterm back today, and I got a B+ on it! I'm excited about it, because it was a difficult test and I wasn't expecting to do very well. Then I went to band, which had it's awkward moments, mostly because I didn't have the right music. Which wasn't my fault, I couldn't read the parts I was given because they were in base clef. So the guy who sits in front on me (and plays tenor sax, so not even my instrument) loaned me his music and he just had his memorized or something.
Also, something exciting happened tonight--an hour ago I didn't have a job (but I've wanted one), but now I have one! My friend's mom, who owns a business, called and offered me a job on Saturdays. Praise God!
Well, I think that's about it. Off to read and get to bed early again! :)
4 comments:
Welcome to the wonderful world of blogging. :)
Job? What job? You didn't tell me about a job?
Oh, yeah, one more thing: I like your blog title just the way it is.
Thank you both :)
Dad, I didn't tell you about the job because I found out about it after you went to bed last night. I can give you details tonight. Or mom can, because I'll be at school when you get home.
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