Week four:
It's been ten years since I've been tested or quizzed on memorized stuff (except at DMV, of course). I broke that silent decade with an 86 and 80 in two classes. I had to drop a class because of a conflict and am still enduring the early (I mean real early) swim class. Going from wall to wall in an exercise of gaining trust with the water seems futile but participation is 98% of the grade in this class, so I am all in! Completion is the name of this game and my calculations say that I am one quarter complete with this semester. Three more to go. These quizzes and tests seem to be weekly. Good thing Bible study and Church are also weekly. Not sure what I would do without them.
Oh, the weekend: great time, wonderful concert, excellent company and food to boot. The Father's hedge of protection remained around us even as we witnessed tragedy along the way. Thank the Lord for His Mercy! Week four down, week five next...
Monday, September 14, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
19 weeks and counting...
Starting out is as easy as 1-2-3:
That was week 1. It started out with scheduling classes. I had to cancel all of the ones from the college across town due to a conflict-who was going to be paying for it! Instead of driving a car, I can walk or ride my bike to this campus. It’s a large campus (so I found out by walking it) and of course every other of my classes is on the opposite end of the campus. They should have a map along with the list of available classes at signup.
That was week 2: It started with having to drop a class (;-0). Just the word “drop” doesn’t sound good. It actually is a good thing. It means that instead of floating one inch below the surface of the water, you can actually tread water and be level with the surface; it’s easier to get air that way. Needless to say I still have a “full” load. We calculated that I need 40 hours per week to fulfill the homework requirement for the load I’m carrying. Not quite sure where that time is coming from but all idle time has been cancelled.
Now comes week 3: I finally got the schedule down. I moved the desk near the door so I can put my books down when I come in and can also have a sun-lit spot to study Biology and Linux. After last week’s passout episode, I have built the necessary stamina to endure a whole. Of course the “naps” (which are also on the daily schedule) do help and ensure a smooth day and correctly placed sleep. Last week, one day was so back-to-back then when I came home, sat my books down and opened the fridge to get something to drink. Needless to say that last Tuesday’s “passout episode” ended the next day when I woke up to a fully-dressed (fully-rested) version of me and the fridge door wide open all night. Whew.. Thank the Lord, I am finally catching up!
That was week 1. It started out with scheduling classes. I had to cancel all of the ones from the college across town due to a conflict-who was going to be paying for it! Instead of driving a car, I can walk or ride my bike to this campus. It’s a large campus (so I found out by walking it) and of course every other of my classes is on the opposite end of the campus. They should have a map along with the list of available classes at signup.
That was week 2: It started with having to drop a class (;-0). Just the word “drop” doesn’t sound good. It actually is a good thing. It means that instead of floating one inch below the surface of the water, you can actually tread water and be level with the surface; it’s easier to get air that way. Needless to say I still have a “full” load. We calculated that I need 40 hours per week to fulfill the homework requirement for the load I’m carrying. Not quite sure where that time is coming from but all idle time has been cancelled.
Now comes week 3: I finally got the schedule down. I moved the desk near the door so I can put my books down when I come in and can also have a sun-lit spot to study Biology and Linux. After last week’s passout episode, I have built the necessary stamina to endure a whole. Of course the “naps” (which are also on the daily schedule) do help and ensure a smooth day and correctly placed sleep. Last week, one day was so back-to-back then when I came home, sat my books down and opened the fridge to get something to drink. Needless to say that last Tuesday’s “passout episode” ended the next day when I woke up to a fully-dressed (fully-rested) version of me and the fridge door wide open all night. Whew.. Thank the Lord, I am finally catching up!
Monday, April 27, 2009
free jeans at "PinkSlipMixers", "!iT Jeans" and "@pinkGIFT"
"PinkSlipMixers", "!iT Jeans" and "@pinkGIFT"
Thursday, March 19, 2009
It's 1:15 in the morning...
Now "I" am the one who is gazing into the "information box" waiting for those answers to appear. My slow DSL connection is perfect for building patience recently. Hitting the ENTER key then having to wait........definately builds patience. I have lots of it nowadays. Waiting, waiting at stop lights, waiting in the EDD office, waiting in the dentists office, waiting, waiting and more waiting. There are advantages: while I was waiting quitetly someone dropped by and told me something I was waiting to know, while I was waiting, some car went down the wrong way up the street and almost caused an accident, while I was waiting for the dentist and preparing for my 5 mile run the lady in the wheelchair shared with me that she was a Cancer survivor then I told her that I was running a half marathon for her. She smiled.
Waiting is definately a virtue.
No need to be idle while waiting though. I did run 5 miles with a workmate (actually he was from my previous work) the other afternoon. We sprinted side by side through the gentle Concord countryside laced with bike paths and busy streets and green pastures. The fresh air made it all worth while. An hour later, we found ourselves out of breath, all sweaty and feeling much better about ourselves. Sitting in my car and cooling down, I thought "I'm not even half way there..." thinking about my training schedule for the half-marathon run in June. As I started the engine and clung onto the steeting wheel as I pulled away from the curb, I glanced at the GPS watch with its numbers flashing. "110, that's not bad -- I AM resting", commenting to myself on the run and the heart rate display on my wristwatch. One hundred and ten beats per minute is down from 165 which I achieved while running. By now, I am entering into town and just I passed my old running route -- Another run down and many more to go. I can't wait until June 27 and the run in Seattle. Running with EV. Making a difference a step at a time.
Now "I" am the one who is gazing into the "information box" waiting for those answers to appear. My slow DSL connection is perfect for building patience recently. Hitting the ENTER key then having to wait........definately builds patience. I have lots of it nowadays. Waiting, waiting at stop lights, waiting in the EDD office, waiting in the dentists office, waiting, waiting and more waiting. There are advantages: while I was waiting quitetly someone dropped by and told me something I was waiting to know, while I was waiting, some car went down the wrong way up the street and almost caused an accident, while I was waiting for the dentist and preparing for my 5 mile run the lady in the wheelchair shared with me that she was a Cancer survivor then I told her that I was running a half marathon for her. She smiled.
Waiting is definately a virtue.
No need to be idle while waiting though. I did run 5 miles with a workmate (actually he was from my previous work) the other afternoon. We sprinted side by side through the gentle Concord countryside laced with bike paths and busy streets and green pastures. The fresh air made it all worth while. An hour later, we found ourselves out of breath, all sweaty and feeling much better about ourselves. Sitting in my car and cooling down, I thought "I'm not even half way there..." thinking about my training schedule for the half-marathon run in June. As I started the engine and clung onto the steeting wheel as I pulled away from the curb, I glanced at the GPS watch with its numbers flashing. "110, that's not bad -- I AM resting", commenting to myself on the run and the heart rate display on my wristwatch. One hundred and ten beats per minute is down from 165 which I achieved while running. By now, I am entering into town and just I passed my old running route -- Another run down and many more to go. I can't wait until June 27 and the run in Seattle. Running with EV. Making a difference a step at a time.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Gotta get back on the horse, right ?
Good Morning Readers,
Figured I would get back on the horse that threw me, right ? Why not ?
Working for a big BANK (soon to be the "Only BANK in America"), I supported hundreds of people all gazing into their flat screen, waiting for that online answer to appear. Connecting phones, fixing stuff and making sure their "answer box" was running its fastest were some of my daily chores. Being disconnected from that for a day then the next, then the next and now a solid week definately builds patience. Sending my written experience to all those inquiring, seemingly to people who don't even return calls or write back - even to my emails without getting a single response, is building frustration as well. So, I joined EU, a group of people all looking for the same thing: A JOB !
Now, I'm getting back on the horse. Technology and its bleeding edge are my friends. Search engines, blog hostings, web site tools and all those other high-tech things that I didn't have time to use, investigate or evaluate before, are my daymates.
Now I have time: time to listen to what people say (and care), have time to build my faith, time to pray to the Creator and not only can I smell the roses, I now have an opportunity to study the flowers, their parts and their contribution to the world. Yes, I am getting back up on that technological horse... and am stronger than ever. I even wrote my first White Paper. Meetings lead to seminars, training leads to Board meetings, espresso leads to Starbucks meetings with town people, all in an effort of expanding this network, a neural network of sorts and after doing all that, I peacefully fall asleep so quickly anymore -- I only remember waking up.
Praise the Lord for this season of preparing to ride once again. LP3
Figured I would get back on the horse that threw me, right ? Why not ?
Working for a big BANK (soon to be the "Only BANK in America"), I supported hundreds of people all gazing into their flat screen, waiting for that online answer to appear. Connecting phones, fixing stuff and making sure their "answer box" was running its fastest were some of my daily chores. Being disconnected from that for a day then the next, then the next and now a solid week definately builds patience. Sending my written experience to all those inquiring, seemingly to people who don't even return calls or write back - even to my emails without getting a single response, is building frustration as well. So, I joined EU, a group of people all looking for the same thing: A JOB !
Now, I'm getting back on the horse. Technology and its bleeding edge are my friends. Search engines, blog hostings, web site tools and all those other high-tech things that I didn't have time to use, investigate or evaluate before, are my daymates.
Now I have time: time to listen to what people say (and care), have time to build my faith, time to pray to the Creator and not only can I smell the roses, I now have an opportunity to study the flowers, their parts and their contribution to the world. Yes, I am getting back up on that technological horse... and am stronger than ever. I even wrote my first White Paper. Meetings lead to seminars, training leads to Board meetings, espresso leads to Starbucks meetings with town people, all in an effort of expanding this network, a neural network of sorts and after doing all that, I peacefully fall asleep so quickly anymore -- I only remember waking up.Praise the Lord for this season of preparing to ride once again. LP3
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