Monday, September 14, 2009

The fall semester and kickin it with awesome women

Life this semester is back in full swing. The homework has been assigned and there are mountainous pages to read in coming weeks. One of my classes has hundreds of pages of reading and lots of presentations and papers. Well, hundreds is an over statement but it seems quite close. The other has a little less reading and one class presentation. However, we are encouraged to use movies and Youtube which I'm throughly excited about.

I've begun using Google Calender, Gmail, Google Documents, and G-mail alert on my laptop to help organize the crazy schedule. I'm just short of being a Google fanatic.

The other big revelation in my life is something I have come to realize in recent years about how and where I spend my time. Ever since I was 5-years-old my best friends have been guys. My best friend in kindergarten invited me to his birthday party and we were playing in the tree house when they took the ladder away. I've played high school golf on the boys golf team. And I was the first girl at my high school to play on the boys team. I slip into conversations about sports much easier than I think. This reinforced itself a few days ago when my younger brother called me for advice on fantasy football. Thus making me 'one of the guys' ever since I can remember.

But this decade of the 30s is about change. I"m trying to speak passionately, but it sounds awfully goofy. I revealed to a guy friend a few weeks back that one thing I'm excited about this semester is improving relationships with women. I have been fortunate to have spent some time with a handful of women this summer who are brilliant, calm, hilarious, fun-loving, silly and sophisticated. A few of the women I'd known from around school and a few others were ones I just happened to strike up persistent conversations with. The reporter in me never goes away.

My cousins would laugh if they read this and my mom would start clapping in her chair. Ha, it only took 30 years for me to come around, but I guess it is better late than never.

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