Huh, I'm bad at this updating thing...

Okay, it's not really that I am bad at it, it's more that my life is either 1) extremely boring that no one would want to read what I have to say (not that many people care to begin with) or 2) so ridiculously busy that the last thing on my mind is updating no one about my life. In addition to that, I cheated on Blogger. I opened up another blog account on a different blogging website. Like with most things, I went back to what I love the most. So here I am with a lot to say and even more time on my hands.

I guess since my last entry (in September (yikes!)), a lot has happened. A whole academic year and 2 weeks of summer in fact.

I finished up my last year at UWRF. It was a bittersweet year. I was excited to end my schooling at River Falls, but for sure not ready to leave the people whom I have come to call my family. They have all impacted my life and sadly, I feel like I made more connections this year than I have in years past. And then I had to leave. It was a sad ending. Even sitting here now, I want to cry. Leaving high school was tough, but college is such a different experience. I spent pretty much all my time with these people; day, night, weekend...all of my time.

The very first friend I made at River Falls was Kelly. She's still one of my best friends today. We have too much in common and have too many random connections not to be friends. Her mom invited me to live with them this summer and I am seriously considering it. I can't stand being at home, but more on that later. She knows more about me than most people and I would be completely lost without her. She made my 4 years here what they were.

Of course, I made other friends too. Krissi, Taste, Smang. They all helped make my 4 years at RF amazing. The countless nights with random stories are something that I will cherish forever. They truly are some of my best friends and I love them to death. Even though I didn't get to see these guys a lot, I feel like it didn't affect our friendship. I knew that they were only a phone call away.

I also said good-bye to a job that I have loved for 3 years. A job that helped shape me as a person and helped be realize what it is that I want to do with my life. Being an RA was a lot what I imagine being a mom is like. It was the most challenging and most rewarding job I could ever imagine (aside maybe from a parent). It was a 24/7 job and sometimes, that frustrated me. There were a lot of things I couldn't do with friends because of my job, but having an effect on my residents and helping their year totally made up for it. This year especially. I had all first-years. It was by far my most difficult year, but I wouldn't change it for the world. I love them to death and I know they are going to do amazing things in life.

This year's staff was also amazing. It definitely had its ups and downs, and there were times that I was ready to quit. My staff brought me through that though. To be honest, I was worried about some of the people on staff; I wasn't sure that we would connect. I am glad I was wrong. I found a connection with every staff member. True, some more than others, but I think that you will get that no matter what you do. My staff made me feel appreciated, loved, and supported. I only hope that I impacted them half as much as they impacted me.

This last year was my worst academically. I stopped caring second semester. I didn't like my major and I wasn't trying. I was frustrated too, because my goal of getting into grad school wasn't panning out. I did interview in Mississippi, however I didn't get in. I was pretty upset, but as with everything else, I believe that things happen for a reason.

As it turns out, I came up with a backup plan that I am pretty stoked about. This past semester, I took my favorite class I have ever taken at River Falls: The Psychology of Prejudice and Racism. It was mostly a discussion class and we had to read a couple articles and submit questions on an online forum before each class. The readings were interesting and I learned a lot from them. The professor was challenging, but I like that. I think it helped my critical thinking skills and has made me look at issues a lot closer. I look up to my professor from that class a lot. It's because of this class that I decided to look into getting a second bachelor's degree. One school near my house has a critical issues in race and ethnicity major and another has a social justice major. I applied to both of those schools and am hoping to hear back soon. I think it's going to be good for me and it's going to be something that I enjoy.

So, that's all I am updating for now. Maybe I will write later about home life and how swimmingly that's (not) going. I know I said earlier in the post that I would talk about it, but I am tired of typing and the Stanley Cup Finals are on.

Peace.