I had a nice little talk with Dr. Haslam on Friday.
He said I was an "independent learner" and "seemed like a bright kid". Quite the half-compliment it is, but being noticed by any teacher gives me this warm, fuzzy feeling. I am so used to feeling anonymous and invisible in college.
He also told me this:
"You work so you can go to school,
you don't go to school so you can work."
Makes sense, but it still hit me like a ton of bricks.
There's a sad little voice in my head that tells me sometimes that I may just be destined for eternity in Safeway. That the UW is an unrealistic dream.
I'm going to try to stop that.
I want to live in the U District and be close enough to the U Village that I can shop at that amazing Barnes and Noble. Also, I want Burgermaster to be my nastily delicious treat of choice and not have to drive for an hour to get there :p
Things are equalizing. I am happy. Still! This is wonderful. Being normal is wonderful.
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