Senior year

Technically I am starting my Senior year of college although it will take me an extra semester to graduate. It's crazy to think that three years ago I walked onto the Mesa State campus a scared  freshman who didn't realize that you need to separate your whites from your colors when doing laundry. I was best friends with a kid named Josh who just got married, roommates with a boy crazed cow girl who I haven't talked to since moving out and ate daily in the school tent aka MavPav aka our cafeteria. Then sophomore year everything changed because of my job. A job that taught me a helluva lot and I am thankful for that. It taught me that I am a people person, that I'm not a good boss because I am too nice and that I can't manage my time to save my life. I left the people that had changed my life and the place I had called 'home' for Denver. The place I had previously spent eighteen years no long felt like home. I spent time with family, occupy protesters and homeless folk. I saw FUN, Tom Petty and President Obama all within a few months. I turned 21 (not the big whoop I expected). I was asked to be a bridesmaid in my brothers wedding. Here's to the last year and a half I have left of school and procrastinating from the real world for a little bit longer. I can't wait to actually spend more time teaching in a classroom this semester. I miss the students from GJ High school and Mrs.G's class where I worked my second year at Mesa. I hope to continue to get good grades, travel- at least to visit my brother in DC (an open shout out to anyone who wants to join me), and do good this coming school year.