Making my way, every day;
Walking the road, bearing the load.
Making it a little, but not all alone;
Starting a life, getting it going.
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Just a man, pausing in his daily walk to ponder.
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Friday, January 11, 2002
Back in Waco again - and reminded of how much I dislike long drives by myself. Ah well, perhaps this, my last semester as an undergrad, will be a high-water mark in my college life. But the break has ended, and back to work I go - much to my chagrin. Wishing that I knew now how a friend of mine feels about me, but I won't know that till I can talk to her again, which will probably be in May. @:^( I'd love to know, but I have a feeling (likely a fear) that I won't have much time to think about it until then, either. Ever with the nose to the grindstone, that's me. Maybe the first week will go easy, and then, in a few weeks, I'll get good news from the grad. schools I applied to, and then, I graduate. One can always hope, I suppose. Even me! @:^)
12:50 AM
Tuesday, January 08, 2002
Well, it seems all my friends have left me here. This is a new feeling, being the last of my group to go back to school. Usually, we go back together, or I go home first. It's odd being the only one I know still in town. Oh well. At least I have the majority of the stress of Grad. Applications behind me. That is QUITE the load off my mind. Now, comes the hoping period - I hope I get in, somewhere. And maybe I'll even get a little money for my trouble - with some luck, a college or two will send some help my way. If not, I guess it's back to the drawing board, so to speak. Of course, I'm not sure if I'm ready to go back to school yet, much less get ready for graduation in May. Don't have any choice though, as I can't affect the flow of time. Mayhap it isn't so bad, though. Things are looking about as "up" as they have in a while, so maybe I'll just keep climbing this time. And maybe I'll hear what I really want to hear from a certain friend of mine - she may (currently) be the key to happiness, if I may. Not that I require her company to be happy, but it certainly eases the process a bit, eh? If not, there are lots more out there, and one of them has my name written on her heart. Now it's just a matter of recognizing it when I see it. @:^)
4:58 PM
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