I can hear the bets going on at the admissions office at CU-Boulder right now. Cynthia looks over her shoulder to the twenty-something year old guy at the next desk. "Charlie, you owe me $10. She just dropped her classes again." Charlie looks up from his computer screen where he is adding some random "Capri Sun for the football team after every practice" fee to an unsuspecting Sociology student's bill. "What?! Again?! This makes three times that she has dropped the same set of classes! At this rate, she might finish her junior year by the time Hilary becomes president in the year 2030."
Who is the poor student these admissions clerks are speaking of? Well.... me. Yes, I did it again. After another year of planning and plotting to join the real world and attempt to finish a degree in, well, anything, I am throwing in the towel. I am just not cut out for sitting in a classroom for twenty hours a week. I think my mom may have mentioned something to me when I was a kid about how difficult it would be for me to sit still when I grew up. The only two things I can remember from daycare, which was the last formal education I received, is making cool pictures of Noah's Ark out of macaroni and sitting in the corner for hours due to talking too much. Who knew? Apparently you aren't supposed to tell stories or ask questions during prayers or nap times. Some called me hyper-active, I prefer the terms inquisitive and vivacious.
Needless to say, I am still an activity-prone person. I need to be doing something active to hold my attention. I have no idea what is coming up next. I am sure at the rate I am blogging now, I will post the information about my plans as soon as I get done calling my mom about it. Yes, I call her multiple times a day as well. What can I say? I am a little..... high maintenance. Oh, and I included a picture of Mare and I wearing CU tee shirts. At least I got a souvenir for all my attempts to become alumni!
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