Still a Fishy
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
So school is back in. Journey with me, if you will, on the first week of mine.
I'm still classified as a Freshman for another 13 hours, which will be done at the end of this semester. I'm ready to be a sophomore. At age 21, it is assumed that I'm a slacker. I took 4 years off and while I may LOOK like the average freshman (I think not) when people ask me my "classification" (which in high school was considered my "grade") I still must say (to my dismay) "Freshman."
As a freshman, at age 21, I have gained the freshman 15 that we've all heard about. I also gained that when I graduated high school. So a total of 30 since high school. I hold no grudges against my body believing I'm a freshman twice. I mean, I did send it spiraling into a misconception that I was a college freshman twice. I did take 1 class... 3 1/2 years ago. So it is MY fault. But the sadness of slipping into a jean size almost half my age when I'm used to it being the size of my age at Kindergarten (5)... now that's sad. But nonetheless, this blog is not aimed to fish for compliments because I am happy with the curves I was blessed with.
I begin my journey on a Monday at 7:45. Enter Spanish class. I will learn to love the people in this class for I will see them 4 times a week for the next few months as they listen to me attempt to speak a language so far from my native tongue my chihuahua can speak it better than I.
First day seems to be going good. I go have lunch with my darling roommate whom I've pet named "Kiki" since high school for reasons beyond my knowledge. I go home and grab my books for the next class and head off to the next momentary intake of facts. As I'm driving to Blinn jamming out to my new favorite song "Beautiful" by Bethany Dillon, I glanced at my schedule to see the building I will be gracing with my presence so as to know where to park on the HUMONGOUS campus of Blinn.
"Wait, there's no building letter" I think to myself.
So I proceed to do what every other FRESHMAN would do and call up to Blinn and find out what's really goin on. The woman proceeds to tell me, 15 MINUTES BEFORE MY CLASS, mind you, that is on the A&M campus. Now, if you know me, you know I have no knowledge whatsoever of that campus because I aim to be a Texas Longhorn so WHY EVER would I set foot on the fiery furnace that is A&M campus? I immediately panic.
"What did you do to me?" I asked Ryan... He and Garrett recommended this teacher to me.
"I don't know where on A&M this class is"
Ryan then tells me that it was at Blinn when he attended. SO I call EVERYONE that I know at A&M and no one answers and one who does tells me that it's on the west campus..... and I'm supposed to know that.
"Mommy.... where's West campus and how do I get there?"
my mother used to work at A&M and she now lives in Mexico. She helped me. Courtney called me back and told me where to catch the bus. I pass through my old place of employment to grab a beverage. Caramel Macchiatto to be exact and I get it on the house thanks to the lovely Jen who loves me so much! So one and a half hours, one free Caramel Macchiatto, and my first A&M bus ride later, I reach my destination. I was relieved but... class was over.
Have I mentioned HOW BEAUTIFUL a man in a Corps uniform is? Wow, I mean, minus the little cafeteria lookin' hat (what's up with that) Corps boys have got it goin on.
So since I get to see this everyday walking to class, I have no complaints. All in all, it's been a pretty fun adventurous week. All I can say is Gig 'Em Corps Boys and HOOK 'EM HORNS!!!
Happy 21st to me!
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
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Ashley
Some call me A.D.D or A.Dizzle
I love God. I am majoring in Communications. I plan on going to University of Texas at Austin.The most amazing city in Texas. I want to travel.
I want to be in the music business.I live with roommates. I don't support myself, God does. I go to Living Hope Baptist Church. I'm a Christian. Even though I go to a Baptist Church, I don't label myself a religion. I have a relationship with Him... that's what really matters. I've lived many places. I have a vivid imagination. I play guitar but not well, I'm learning. Music is my heart and soul.
I don't think I could live without a soundtrack to my life. You will read [in this blog] some of the lyrics to my life. Music is poetry with the melody of life attached to it. I ♥ it!
I go by this motto: Dance like no one is watching!
"Life would be so boring if we all had the same perspective" -Me, yeah I said that!
James 5:16Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous man is powerful and effective."
