Update alert!

This summer has been very busy thus far. I am at the end of my rope. I need to get a job, to pay for the summer course I’m taking, since I underestimated the cost and was not eligible for a Stafford loan. The problem being that I am a Floor Leader and proctor at PCC and thusly, have no time for a life to myself come June 24^th. You see…The setup of PCC this summer is one of a constant state of fluctuation…How many people just caught the oxymoron right there? I see a couple nods in the back of the room…anyway…PCC is starting on a Thursday this year and since this is the case, proctors have a whole week to get oriented, thus giving us plenty of time to get through the meetings AND making it fun. (more fun anyway) However, the downside exists in the inability for us to stay over in our dorms without Branananana thus rendering the week a back and forth drive daily.

Good Points:

I get to see Amy on the 28^th when she returns to the good ol’ US of A.

I am able to play a game of Wiffleball or two with the fellas before things start to get all ugly from a weird schedule.

I get to know more proctors than previous years before the program starts.

Bad Points:

It’s a lot of driving and I have no money for gas until week 5.

I don’t enjoy staccato orientations.

We don’t have nights to get acquainted.

SO you see, it is not a simple case of like it or not. But rather a continuum of things I love to things I hate. And as such, is a good start to a summer that will contain all of these things.

I am very excited about this summer. I don’t think I have ever been so psyched for a PCC to start other than my first, but even then I was nervous. I think I am going to have the best time and I am so excited for the students to get to know me. I really want this summer to be the one that I love the most. I want to go out on a good note. I am sure everyone can relate to that in some capacity.

Other than PCC, the summer has been a blur of substituting and taking classes. In essence I have had no summer, and will continue to have little to no summer as I progress through August. I am more nervous than ever that I will not have the mental acuity to succeed in next semester’s courses, but I am convinced that my best try will be enough.

An update has struck again…

Until it rises up within me, just one more time….