It’s true. I love life. More specifically, I love my life. I’m not trying to sound all pretentious or what not; I just love my life. I have an amazing family, and wonderful friends, and an awesome boyfriend, and great roommates. I love my jobs and my university, and my new car. I am in love with my life. Not that it’s perfect, mind you.
School officially started about 2 and 1/2 weeks ago and I love it. My classes are great, my teachers are even better, and I’m a senior (WHOOP!). My time at A&M is practically over, which is super sad, but I’m so ready for this year and a half until I graduate. I get my ring on Friday, which is a pretty big deal for all you non-Aggies out there. It’s the physical symbol of all the hard work I’ve done in my time here in College Station. It identifies me as an Aggie, and you’d be surprised how cool that can be. Imagine a stranger in New York whooping at my sister when he saw her ring. So cool!
With school, I’ve started my time in classrooms for my teacher training. I was so nervous today! I’ll be in a kindergarten classroom every week, and I was so disappointed about it. I’m interested in teaching 3rd or 4th grade, so I felt like this was going to be a waste of my time. Today totally changed my mind. These kids are AWESOME. I love them. I can’t wait to go back next week!
I’m also taking this skiing class (yes, I realize I’m in the heart of Texas and it’s summer, but you gotta love Aggies). Texas A&M has Mt. Aggie, a hill covered in Astroturf that is perfect for skiing lessons when it’s been hosed down. I’m in the beginner class, and I totally love it. I also totally hurt myself on Tuesday. I had an epic face-plant wipe-out and pulled something in my shoulder when I did it. I’m so sore today, and I have to wait tables tonight. This is gonna be interesting for sure.
Okay, so I got a little side tracked from my thoughtful ramblings with my class ramblings. Sorry. Essentially, I’m writing today because of the fact that I am so wonderfully happy at this moment in my life. And the fact of the matter is, I’ve been this happy for the majority of the summer (with the exception of the death of my uncle, but I think that’s understandable). I don’t know exactly what it is that’s making me feel this way, but I love it. I love being happy. I love being at peace. I just love everything right now.
And I’m going to do what it takes to stay this way. Loving my life has led me to so much peace of mind. I need that.
