"Let us pick up our books and pencils. They are our most powerful weapons." Malala Yousafzai
I started school on January 11th, and I knew this semester was going to be completely delightful. I was reunited with my best friend, we were cheering on our Cougars from the sideline, and my course schedule was packed full.
I began the semester with 15 hours, but because of scheduling mishaps my advisor added a course, taking me to 18 hours. She kept telling me to drop a class. It's not a race, 18 hours probably isn't the best coming off of your furlough.
Naturally, I ignored her advice and kept all 8 classes and handled it gracefully. I was looking forward to the weeks upcoming when cheerleading would end, and late night practices would allow me more time to do homework and sleep. For the time being, I knew I could balance it all, though.
I hit the ground running, and I returned to campus more ready than I had ever been. I was ecstatic to be back on campus, and I wasn't going to take a single second for granted.
My education classes excited me for the future and my English classes brought me to life. How great is it that I was receiving credit for two classes that allowed me to read and discuss short stories, poems, and plays?!They actually let me read, discuss, and watch adaptations of Shakespearean plays...
For the first time I was taking a drama course, and I was given the opportunity to advertise for MVNU's spring play. I had never been involved in a production, and to be quite honest, it made me extremely nervous when I scanned the syllabus. It ended up being a great experience I was looking forward to. Even though drama had never been an interest of mine, it quickly became one! I couldn't wait to sell tickets and unveil opening night.
Going back to cheerleading was just another aspect of returning ot MVNU that filled my life with joy. I was given the opportunity to cheer on my Cougars, I was stunting again, and I got to do it all with my best friend in the air with me.
I couldn't be more grateful for the first four weeks of Spring 2016. It was absolutely everything I imagined returning to MVNU would be and I can't wait to begin my journey as an Integrated Language Arts major!
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I have been sitting at home, unable to do anything for nearly three weeks. It finally became too much to bear, and the writing bug bit me again. While I'm not supposed to be using the computer, I couldn't stop myself from writing another blog post. Sure, it took me much longer than it normally does, but I'm hoping my writing hasn't suffered too much.
This surely wasn't the first post you were expecting after everything that has happened. For that, I'll apologize. I want to share what happened, but I'm not positive I'm ready to do that just yet. It is probably going to remain a draft until it is deemed acceptable by my tired, editing eyes. Eventually I'll share, but right now, I just needed a dash of positivity in my life to reveal how glorious the first few weeks back to school have been. School is truly where I belong, and I wouldn't depreciate that by starting with any other post.
Excuse me while I take a nap now...
thank you for being patient with me,
xoxo,
jkd
**Disclaimer: I apologize if my writing has changed or suffered in any way. You'll learn why in the near future.
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