Monday, December 8, 2008

School Daze

Well, this is my first attempt at a blog....I figure I need to write something every day to keep my skills sharp. I seriously doubt I'll keep up with a blog every day, nor do I think I'll have something interesting to say every day, but I'll shoot for once a week. I'm not really good with technology, seeing as how I'm writing a blog under my wife's blog account. She's great at this blogging thing, hopefully I can follow her example.

So this semester of nursing school is nearly over for me. I had to present a powerpoint today, following students who used animation, charts, and oratory prowess that would make any TV evangalist jealous. Yeah. So then I come up. I'm trembling like a chihuahua, and I keep accidentally advancing the slide. I somehow go OVER my ten-minute time limit, and I'm pretty sure my applause at the end is because I'm done. Ok, so I'm exaggerating a bit, but it was a pretty harrowing experience for me. I don't know why I'm so nervous to speak in public, but it fills me with terror every time. I get to do it again on Thursday, but at least I get to talk about wrestling. Ah, I love college.

In other news, it's still hard to believe I'm going to be a dad at long last! Everything's going the way it should, so I'm crossing my fingers and making sure the man upstairs knows how thankful I am. I have no idea how we can afford a child, but I know we'll be alright. I can't wait to fight over names and start learning the dad stuff. Being an uncle is so easy, you only need to be fun and play. You never have to discipline. I don't know how I'll be able to say no to an adorable baby girl or boy. Too bad nursing school won't teach me how to swaddle. Is that how you spell swaddle?

Work is a pain, as always. They won't give me the raise I was promised, and I have to work fewer hours because of school. Still, in today's economy, I guess I'm lucky to have a job at all. Soon enough I'll be doing something rewarding with my life, for more money(I hope).

The next few weeks are going to be hectic. I have my CNA certification tests, then finals, then my sister-in-law and her kids are coming to visit, then X-mas. It'll be fun, don't get me wrong (can't wait to show Matthew my X-box 360!), but it'll be nice when the holiday craziness is over. Why is it that people get LESS happy during the holidays? It's supposed to be the season of love, and people are just pissed to see your face, it seems. I'm not naive; I know it's a stressful time of year, with family get-togethers and so much shopping to do. Still, is it so hard to show a little good spirit this time of year? Personally, I wouldn't want to give my kids the impression that the older you get, the more magic gets sucked out of X-mas. I'd rather show them the magic doesn't go anywhere, it just changes. As an adult, the magic is in sharing the holidays with kids of your own, or family, showing them why it used to be YOUR favorite holiday.

ANYway, now that the after-school special's over, time to wrap this beast up. I figure each week I'll end with a quote, not always from a real person, then give a short list of things I'm into and not into for the week.

Quote of the week: "Where's the security guard? I'm not going into that basement without an armed stranger who failed the psychological test to become a cop!" Steve Smith (American Dad)

Things I'm into: The library renting out graphic novels (how has nobody thought of this before??), Achievements on X-box 360, wrestling getting good again, playing video games with my wife, the end of the semester, making up my own slang ("this rules like after-school"-if I have to hear "it is what it is" every day, why can't I make my own annoying phrase?)

Things I'm not into: Being terrified by Powerpoint presentations (ban cloning NOW!!!), ads on Satellite radio (listening to Raw Dog comedy does not mean I need sex toys!), dropping 50 bucks on a network adapter I don't even need, taking a CNA certification test on a SUNDAY, my room being so messy I can't find anything.

I'm out-blogging rules like after-school! -Tom