Scope for the Imagination

... my new blog:

http://redheadsnippet.wordpress.com

All edited and family acceptable. I removed about 100 entries, I think, mostly the fandom related stuff and the very personal. I think I got rid of every reference to LJ, so that means my dear mom can show it around to my entire family AND the entire town (as she did with my Africa letters. Yeah, I would have sent much different letters had I known that), and I won't have to worry about being found out here. It should satisfy the masses in knowing what's going on in my life, without revealing too much. Plus, Wordpress has a very easy LJ import tool, so it'll be a snap updating both.

The layout's plain, but Wordpress doesn't have that many options, one of their failings and you can't edit anything, colors, width of columns, nothing. There were other layouts that looked better, except that the columns were so narrow, it crunched all together and looked awful (especially the few posts with pictures). So this will have to do.

It's Irish Fest today, one of the last "ethnic festivals" of the summer, I think. When we were in Doolin in May, we actually saw posters advertising for it, so it's supposed to be fairly authentic. I'm really looking forward to some good fiddling and Irish jigs. I don't know if Chris has the day/evening off or not as I haven't heard from him for a couple of weeks; I hope so, but his schedule's been crazy busy.

It is official! Julia has passed her second year of medical school!!!!

I'm so excited! No more finals. No more classes with droning teachers. None. It's rather weird, actually. For the past 19 years of my life, that's what I've done. Gone to school. Sat in classes. Listened to teachers. Taken tests. And now, it's a shift from theoretical to the practical--I'll be learning from patients and doctors in a hands-on version for the rest of my life. Wow.

I've always been weird--I hate the last day of classes. As much as the first day of class. Mostly because it represents this abrupt change in my life that I have no control over. And I loathe change. So, now I'm feeling this bittersweet feeling because, it is over, and I can't get that part of my life back again. I won't be seeing my classmates as a group until fourth year. Honestly, someone could drop out and I wouldn't even know it. It's a weird sensation--I've spent so much time with these people and now, I'll only see the six people who share my rotation. It makes me sad.

I start board study tomorrow. :P I guess things don't change THAT much.