Just Bethany :)

Well, it’s Thursday, and tomorrow is the end of the second week, but I just want to say I LOVE school.  I am so happy with my teachers, my classes, my job, my life, and well just everything.  Monday, Wednesday, and Friday I have College Writing and Speech, both of my teachers for those classes are absolutely amazing.  I never find myself bored in either of those classes.  Tuesday and Thursday I have Race and Gender in the Mass Media and Math.  Math, is math, you have to try to make the best of it, but it’s kind of difficult.  My R/G/M class is amazing.  I find myself looking at everything differently now.  I consider myself a pretty open minded person, partly because of the way I was raised.  I was taught to always love one another…regardless of skin, religion, and well everything.  But, even I have moments where I lapse and find myself thinking bad thoughts about someone.  Anyway, it’s an amazing class and if you get the opportunity to take the class do it.  I’m not sure if it’s my teacher or what but I love this class.

My friends are fabulous and are being so supportive of me.  I love being in school and being able to say, I can’t, I have homework.  I know it sounds dumb, but I actually look forward to heading home and working on my homework.  Yes, I am a dork.  Anyway, I am one happy girl right now and thankful for my family and all that they do for me.  Especially my mom, she is so good to me.  Anyway, I have to get back to my hockey…have a wonderful evening.  I will try to update this more often.

Well, it’s just about official.  School starts on Monday, I can’t believe it, I’m finally getting back.  This time feels so much different than my other attempts of school, I know what I want to do, I have a goal, and I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.  I am thrilled to be going back and to be working on my Journalism degree.

I have blogged about hockey for nearly a year now, I can see my writing improving every single day that I write.  I mean you look at my earlier entries, and you can tell a major difference in what I write now.  That feels like an accomplishment to me, but you know, it’s only me.

There have been some set backs in my back to school quest.  First of all, I quit my job at the bank, it was stressful and there was no way I would be able to go to school while I was still working there.  There was never a definite time that I would get off, and I would not have any me time, and that’s something that I have to have.  I am working my catering job and I have such an amazing boss, who is so helpful and understanding with school and my life.  Then, there’s my dad.  My dad and my mom divorced when I was 17.  My dad hasn’t been the same since, he’s a different person, I feel uncomfortable around him.  Growing up I was a daddy’s girl, I could tell him anything and could go to him for anything, these days I dread calling him, I never visit him, and well, it’s not my fault.  He has separated himself from my family,  that’s on him.  Anyway, I called him to ask him for money for my school books.  Keep in mind, I haven’t asked him for money since 2003.  He then began to give me excuses as to why he couldn’t, now trust me, I understand financial problems very well, but his main excuse to me was, well I am trying to help Pat out.  Pat is a nearly 100 year old woman that he met when my parents got divorced.  Anyway, Pat is not his family, but I am, and he can help her but not me.  It seems a little messed up.  Anyway, I just needed to vent.  Dad, if you do read this, you need to realize who your family is and start being there for them.  There will be a time when you need Matt and I, if you keep acting the way you have been recently, you won’t have any family left.