Update for the Fave Five

It's summer. Woo-hoo. So I'm sitting at home, alone . . . and I'm sick. Not the best feeling in the world. Do I have words of wisdom to impart to my favorite five readers today? Well, I'm sorry, dear friends . . . I may let you down today; regardless, I feel it necessary to blog. Don't ask me why - besides, I don't have to have a reason! :-)

For all of those who would like to have an update on my life . . . here it is: currently, I've been working part-time at a childcare. I actually started working the first week-day that I came home from college. Although I didn't really get the happiest welcome from home, I was thankful to get my summer started in a jiffy. For the very first time, I got to be a substitute teacher for a fifth grade class . . . poor class! It was a continual, "So what does Miss Olson do about this . . . and this . . . and that?" Pretty funny, actually. One of the girls, as she left, said, "You were wonderful! You just have to come back!" Comments like that can only leave you in a good mood.

Today was my first official day of field work. If you're a facebook friend, you may have noticed my most recent status: "I feel like I'm back in Junior High." Well, it's slightly true. Talk about walking down memory lane. I'm working with one of my old Junior High teachers, Mrs. White. She's a great teacher. I still remember taking English from her, about 7 years ago. I can't believe it's been so long! Anyways, fieldwork was pretty interesting. It should keep me somewhat busy with work on the side with it for the next two weeks.

Meredith Andrews has stolen my ears and my heart with her music. I'm stunned, because I don't usually pick up on new artists or bands as quickly as I did on her . . . I mean, I only heard her last night!! So thank you, Christian, for introducing me to someone new!

I will officially be 20 years old next Saturday . . . and I'm pretty excited! I don't really get excited about my birthday like I used to, but it's a good excuse for getting my friends together to hang out. I guess 20 years signifies that I'm an adult . . . now is that a good thing? I'm not really sure. When I really think about it, what exactly have I done with my life in the 20 years that I've been alive? That's a really good question. Maybe I shouldn't have to ask myself that - then again, maybe I should.

Well, my life is not amazingly exciting, but that is what's going on with it for the very beginning of summer. I miss my friends from school, but I know that home is where I need to be right now.

Another thing I find ironic. Is there a better word, maybe ridiculous? I'm physically away, yet I don't feel like I can get away. It's like that Michael Buble song, "Home." He's surrounded by a tons of people, yet he feels utterly alone. Only thing is, I'm experiencing that song in reverse. I feel like I'm bodily "away," yet I feel like I'm still trapped, unable to get out of a hole that I digged, unaware. Talk about a frustrating feeling.

Oh, and I am still cellphoneless and carless. Not careless, mind you, but carless. A bit annoying, but unavoidable. I'm surviving, and I think that's what counts. Actually, I'm doing just fine without either, yet it can be annoying at times.

And that's my life for now. And I'm totally cool with that.