Writings of a Feathered Dinosaur

I stole it. >.>

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Last week the science summer camp I ranted about in a previous entry ended. I can't tell you how strangely satisfying it is to see kids have fun and learn at the same time, even if they learned 5% of what was taught. I also missed sleeping in. Fabulous sensation, sleeping in...never again will I take my nice warm bed for granted...;P

I also feel an odd sensation of being accomplished on one end, yet severely lacking in another...in other words, my career seems to be taking flight, whereas my love life, not so much. It is bittersweet in many ways. I cannot quite explain it.

I have been working my butt off for the past month, and I would love to hang out with people...only...all my so called friends have vanished into thin air. They are probably busy, broke, and as stressed as I am, and I understand this all too well. But it would be nice to have an inkling of the social life my sister somehow manages to achieve. :/

At any rate, it seems I have embraced becoming an educator and a paleontologist. Which is a good start...

Until next entry...

A paleontologist! I could travel the world looking for dinosaurs. =3  And I'd be famous for my crazy stories. Not including the totally made up ones. -___-