maudy's journal

Finally I saw what I'd been waiting for this past two month. The email from my department about assistantship was in front of my eyes. Before I scrolled down to the awarded list, I prayed that God gave me strength if I wasn't chosen and said that if I wasn't chosen meant that God had better plan for me.

Then I scrolled down. The list were divided to two semesters, Fall 2009 and Spring 2010. My heart was pounding as I read the list. My name was listed on Spring 2010, meaning that I got only for one semester. Although I already lifted my worries to God, I couldn't hold my tears. I was disappointed. It broke my heart to see my friends name on both list, but not mine. I did my best and apparently it wasn't enough.

Hubby reminded me that I am so blessed for getting one semester. Many people don't get at all. I am amazed that he has bigger faith than me. I realized that I am so shaky like a falling leaf. I could cry anytime over one little thing that happens in my life. How I wish I could be robust so I can keep running in this race of life no matter happens.

We don't know what happens tomorrow, it would be so hard, but I try to remember that He has plan for me.

As part of my class, I have to do minimum 30 service hours. It is hard for me with my two classes to fit that service project. Since summer semester is so short, I have to manage efficiently. I have planned when and how many hours I have to work so I can fullfil the required hours.

So today after class I went to a community farm that I went two weeks ago. Hubby dropped my off before he went to a meeting. He would pick me up around 5, when the farm closed. After I finished putting straw on potatoes plants, the manager of the farm came and said that the farm would be closed for lunch time. The whole staffs were out of the farm to attend a meeting. Long story short, he said that the farm was closed at two.

There's no way that hubby could pick me up right away. He has meeting, and it takes 45 minutes from his work to the farm. I hesitantly asked that manager to take me home. He was a sweet guy... he took me home. Anyway, the problem is I have to follow my service-hour schedule or I won't have enough hour by the end of the semester. When I asked that manager to sign my service log, he gave me hours that I planned since they closed early. Wow! what a blessing! Then he drove me home.

I know I would face another problem after I got home. I don't have house's key. Oh well... I sat on porch's swing and studied for exam next week. Then summer heat made me dizzy. I needed to take action. I prayed that someone forgot to lock a door as I walked to kitchen door. Thanks God! it was unlocked. So I am in now, waiting to scold my beloved hubby or whoever that was for not locking the door

My daily activities has pretty much settled as I've passed half of this 1st session of summer semester. Our days have changed a lot from last month. Our air conditioner is not fixed yet, make us move our computer in our living room. Apparently we like it better this way, since we can see outside more clearly. I enjoy studying in couch with better natural light than do it in our den upstair. The disadvantage is just we need to move back our computer on Saturday night, since people will use our living room as part of Sunday service. We may move our stuff downstair again even after the air conditioner gets fixed

As my classes go on, I enjoy them much more than before. I was annoyed that I have to take Biology as prerequisite class, but now I feel good that I am taking it. My other class is so enjoyable as well. It is about earth as an ecosystem. We learn about environment problems and how to solve them. Learning from that class, I am concern more about the environment condition, and happy also that there are many people dedicated their life to make our environment better. My professor is so passionate. I am so amazed with what he has done and his persuasive teaching.

Hectic life is part of my enjoyable life now. Go to class until noon, have lunch with hubby and studying for classes, go to another class until 3, go home, study, cook (hubby cook most of the time though), eat dinner, study, go to sleep around mid-night, wake up early, read, go to school... There is no margin in between for social activity. My friend can't believe that I am busier than regular semester. Even so, I sometimes can't finish the whole reading that I need to do

Overall, I am enjoying my life...

I am...dead! This summer classes is killing me.
So, I am taking two undergrade classes, and I didn't realize that summer class is very very intense. Yet, I am taking two. Great!

I need to satisfy my program's requirement with taking these two prerequisite classes. I thought by doing two of them at same time, I could be get done with it and can move forward without worrying about fitting my Fall/Spring-semester schedule with those prerequisite classes.

Two of my class, Biology and Geology are supposed to be fun, yet demanding a lot of time. I told hubby that I don't even have time to chop garlics. My sweet hubby cooks for us this week. My classes demand a lot of reading. Great even greater that I am a slow reader. *sob...

In class, I feel intimidated. I hadn't touch Biology since high school. I feel stupid, especially with all Bio-English terminologies. *sob again... Deep down in my heart though, there is spark of excitement of learning new things. I know this is not so important for my field, yet it is important to know basic of many thing to feel gap of my knowledge. I wish I had taken those classes in college. Like my friends said, it is flaw in my country's college education for not obligating not-science student to take science classes and vice versa.

The cool breeze about this semester is I can have lunch with hubby almost everyday, because my class is in a neighbor's building of hubby'. It's nice to sit on park in front of hubby's office while having lunch. On picture is a very old building in front of hubby's building. There an old clock that chimes every half hour. The sound is so peaceful, eventhough it's an hour late!

This is Friday, and I am really really tired and sleepy. It is cumulative of this week's lacking of sleep, wearing off of running around campus, and tiring of reading bulky-good-for-weight-lifting books. Oh...in addition... 42-hour service project is a mandatory in my other class. Since 42 hours is a serious number for summer semester, I started today.

I worked on an organic farm after class this afternoon. Work directly under the sun, weeding, planting and repairing flower bed was exhausting. Thanks God it was a little bit cloudy. That farm is an interesting place with friendly people. I got chance to pick and eat blueberry and raspberry. I'll take a shot and tell more about this interesting farm after I am done with this crazy semester.

I realized that this past days I've been joining The Seven Dwarf, Grumpy! Hubby has reminded me of my long face. I am ashamed of myself for making myself miserable. This summer's busyness is something that I need to be happy of since I don't need to pay for this semester that's worth thousand of dollars. Weekend means...study more. Pray for me please.....

Another highlight for this week is the problem with our second floor air conditioner. When volunteer from VA helped us repairing electrical and plumbing problem, apparently air conditioner wired didn't get plugged on to the electrical box. We don't know yet how to fix this problem. Right now hubby took our computer downstair (downstair AC works). However, our bedroom is like a steamer. Since our window doesn't have trellis and we don't want squirrel or bird entering our bedroom, we can't use fan. It's funny to see how we sleep. We try exposed our body so there's no heat gets trapped. No cuddling and hugging nor now