2009- Whoa

Reading other posts and blogs about 2008/2009 has inspired me to write one. Looking back, a lot of things have happened that were life changing.

Lets start way back when. The first most important thing that happened had to be my appointment with the career counselor waay back in January (ironic because it's January now). I basically had no clue what to major in (I still kind of don't) and he at least gave me choices. Because it would be impossible to begin architecture second semester, I went and applied to the college and was accepted for some unknown reason (more on this).

High school was a blur. Orchestra, Study Hall, American Lit II, Webpage, Honors Discrete, Econ, Novels. Good classes, bad classes. I really miss American Lit II. That class made my day and never failed to disappoint. I was really sad to leave orchestra despite some..things. Almost all of my really good friends were in orchestra and most, if not all, of my underclassmen buddies were in there. I really miss playing in an orchestra- I have no time to do it now.

I really miss writers club. It was one, nice big sigh of relief at the end of the week. I made a ton of friends, learned things- it was pretty amazing.

Graduation came and went. I still remember feeling how bored I was having to hear close to 500 student names before moving from my seat.

Then summer came...what did I do all summer? I think for the most part I just relaxed, subconsciously knowing architecture will soon kick my ass. I hung out with friends, wrote a lot more than I thought I was and got ready for college.

BSU is nothing like I thought it was going to be. What shocked me the most was the people. Not the classes, profs, or atmosphere, but the people. Looking back, I can't believe how stupid people were in high school- there's really no other way to put it. It's like when we all looked back at middle school and cringed, now it's for high school. High school just wasn't real life and no one really took their heads out of the fog and realized this. Now, I know college isn't real life either but I think we see more of what life really is.

Of course, I could be totally wrong about this.

Aside from the social realization for life, my first semester was devoted to sleep, figuring out where we were going to eat, and architecture. In order of importance, reverse that. Very bluntly, architecture beat up every single farchie (fall architecture student). I doubt anyone would have predicted the amount of work we would do. However, I think we had to be worked like that, given a project on Monday and have it due on Wednesday as well as having a bigger project due on Friday. Oh, and don't forget your other classes.

Wooow.

Still, if I saw what I would be doing on my final project at the beginning of the semester, I wouldn't believe it. I can actually draw without it looking like a blob- now it's a nicely formed unknown shape. I liked all the projects we did- seeing the final work in your hands, on your desk gives you a pretty big swell of pride.

Then you see the star artist student sitting next to you have this amazing, textbook worthy drawing. Ugh x.x

I got a B and a B+ in my main 2 architecture classes which I was extremely happy with seeing as how everything was hand drawn and I haven't taken an art class since the 6th grade. However, I'm still not sure if I want to do this for my career. At the moment, I am leaning towards being an urban planner which is still in the college. It's actually the College of Architecture and Planning (CAP). But I just don't know.

Yay for indecisiveness.

So that's basically my whole year. Lots of things happened in such a long, yet short, length of time. It's truly amazing. 2009 should be good as I am more settled into college. This will be the last year as a teenager. I will be alive for 2 decades in a little over half a year. Ugh, ugh ugh ugh. decadeS. Now it's plural. Yuck.

Cheers for 2009!