Alaskan, I had no idea you were so accomplished -
. I am sincerely impressed.
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Alaskan, I had no idea you were so accomplished -. I am sincerely impressed.
Why thankie thankie!
I loved my time at school, learning was fun.
Bdaychicks15
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I had liked school until I got in 7th grade that year my grandpa had a stroke so we moved in with him since he lived alone so we changed curriculum and we had to do school at the hospital because my grandpa had so many appointments.
That bites.
And nah, I mostly disliked, to hated with a passion all school....until College and Grad School. That was fun.
And nah, I mostly disliked, to hated with a passion all school....until College and Grad School. That was fun.
Bdaychicks15
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What did you go to college for?
Alaskan, I know you like to be AWAY from the crowd, so I am surprised you enjoyed college - must have been big classes, lots going on, and little privacy.
I had agoraphobia and was afraid to leave the house, so school was hell for me, no restaurants(I'd stay in the car, parties (NO thank you) no sleepovers, no dr.appts. for 20 years. I had no inclination to go to college, felt lucky to have gotten thru high school without imploding.
I had agoraphobia and was afraid to leave the house, so school was hell for me, no restaurants(I'd stay in the car, parties (NO thank you) no sleepovers, no dr.appts. for 20 years. I had no inclination to go to college, felt lucky to have gotten thru high school without imploding.
I went to a giant school (A&M), but was in a tiny major. So, most classes were smaller than in highschool, usually about 12 kids, or even less. I did have to take a few of those giant horrid classes, with like 300 kids in an amphitheater with the prof so far away that it was like looking at an ant.... But never more than one a semester... I made sure that every semester I always had at least one class that I really super liked, and hopefully one kind of easy one, and never more than one really hard one.
The big classes were tough to get through, I had to retake the worst of them in summer school, which worked great, because they were once again small classes.
Luckily, that was only one summer school... Not every summer.
But all of the classes in my major were excellent. Tiny, all of the profs knew me well, and my dad had trained me well in how to schmooze. I always brought the secretaries flowers (there were only three for the entire department), and told them that I knew they were indespensible. I was always very respectful to the profs, and as a result, they just assumed I rocked...even when they elected me to be their rep for some school board something..that I NEVER showed up for, because it was a big crowd kind of thing, over in the big building part of campus with a bunch of people I didn't know, that no one ever walked me over to (I freaked, and couldn't figure it out on my own, and didn't ask for help). They just assumed that other people had dropped the ball...
I always thought that was odd..... People thinking the best of me....... But whatever. I was supposed to be doing that like every month for a year.... 
Anyway, I was in Range, and the building was built as part of the "put the unemployed to work" during the depression years, so was gorgeous with carvings all over, and wrought iron railings, and colored tiles. It was nice and quiet, and had an almost always deserted gallery/livingroom area with deap leather sofas and chairs. There was also a big rectangle of green/park area infront of it, that was pretty low in traffic considering the campus it was on. The low population Range building was the only building on one long side side, an administration building was on one short side (also very quiet), the other short side did have a busy sidewalk, and the other long side..... I have no idea, I never paid attention.
So yeah, I have people issues, and big crowds make me all kinds of tense. Sometimes I just freak out and say "enough of that" and have to go back home instead of go into town for whatever reason.
However, I don't have full blown attacks over it, so manage to manage just fine, or at least adequately.
I have enough though, that @drumstick diva I know it royally bites, so
The big classes were tough to get through, I had to retake the worst of them in summer school, which worked great, because they were once again small classes.
Luckily, that was only one summer school... Not every summer.But all of the classes in my major were excellent. Tiny, all of the profs knew me well, and my dad had trained me well in how to schmooze. I always brought the secretaries flowers (there were only three for the entire department), and told them that I knew they were indespensible. I was always very respectful to the profs, and as a result, they just assumed I rocked...even when they elected me to be their rep for some school board something..that I NEVER showed up for, because it was a big crowd kind of thing, over in the big building part of campus with a bunch of people I didn't know, that no one ever walked me over to (I freaked, and couldn't figure it out on my own, and didn't ask for help). They just assumed that other people had dropped the ball...
I always thought that was odd..... People thinking the best of me....... But whatever. I was supposed to be doing that like every month for a year.... Anyway, I was in Range, and the building was built as part of the "put the unemployed to work" during the depression years, so was gorgeous with carvings all over, and wrought iron railings, and colored tiles. It was nice and quiet, and had an almost always deserted gallery/livingroom area with deap leather sofas and chairs. There was also a big rectangle of green/park area infront of it, that was pretty low in traffic considering the campus it was on. The low population Range building was the only building on one long side side, an administration building was on one short side (also very quiet), the other short side did have a busy sidewalk, and the other long side..... I have no idea, I never paid attention.
So yeah, I have people issues, and big crowds make me all kinds of tense. Sometimes I just freak out and say "enough of that" and have to go back home instead of go into town for whatever reason.
However, I don't have full blown attacks over it, so manage to manage just fine, or at least adequately.
I have enough though, that @drumstick diva I know it royally bites, so
So with the education that you have, what are you doing in Alaska? I mean is there range land up there to manage? Are you even working in your field? Just curious... I would have figured you'd be working a huge ranch holding somewhere from TX up through the western states.
Alaskan, I think there is a bit of animosity that you live in Alaska when we'd MUCH rather have you here. Well I would anyway.
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How is it everytime I read about someone getting shipped eggs a fairly large percentage are broken, scrambled in the shell, detached air cells, etc?
I have to believe there is a better way to package them up such that those sorts of things are mentioned as a rarity rather than expected.
I know, I know!!Some place with paved roads??
I was going to guess somewhere with bad drivers. Of course that would not narrow it down much.
Fishing at Prarie Creek very peacful.
Sure hope you didn't put hooks on those lines. All the activity of reeling in a fish would ruin the peace
I bet it would be easier to get to if you had a train
That is a very impressive trestle!
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