Alright, I've been bad. I haven't posted in a few months and I truly don't have an explanation why. Perhaps it is blog ennui and I've been feeling a little lonely on my blog-world for lack of readers. But, this morning, I woke up (very late, winter break is a lovely thing), and felt the need to do a blog. Don't worry, people, there is hope yet!
So, the few things that have happened: finally finished with fall semester. But honestly, it was not that bad. In fact, I daresay it was pretty good. It flew by at a incredibly slow pace, which might not make sense, but it's how it was. Looking back, I can't believe it's over, but at the same time, every day held really important meaning so it's a semi-relief that it's able to have a few calm couple of weeks. As desperate as I am for a job and getting things moving, it is nice to have nothing to do for awhile...whoops.
Anyway, other than that, not much has been going on. Finals were a mess, but they are thankfully over with fairly pleasing results. As the spring semester swiftly approaches, there is a motivation there that wasn't there before. You can't believe what a consolation that is, knowing that I can in fact do this with not only some fun, but excitement as well? Who know?
Okay, I've been doing some work for my dad and unfortunately I must finish. I promise to post again very soon. Besides that, I really do hope you all have a great Christmas and just a good holiday season. I know each and every one of the people that might come across this silly little blog totally deserve, maybe more than most. Alright, I love you, a lot.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Falling Back
So, this has been the longest week of my life. You know how people say that, and it's insanely hyperbolic so it doesn't count? Well, this is for real.
First off, some very sad news befell my family last weekend when we discovered a most beloved pet had to be put to sleep. A tumor was discovered in Kirk that turned out to be fatal, and that's that. As you can tell, I don't actually feel like talking about it, as it's turned out to be too sad to handle.
Secondly, there's something wrong me. A couple of weeks ago, I started having these odd, sharp but extremely short chest pains that didn't seem like anything serious. That is, until about Sunday when the pain became dull and constant around my heart to the point of utmost annoyance. In fact, Monday night at about 2 a.m. when I couldn't sleep because of my stupid heart, I started Googling. Let me be the word of warning, don't Google illness' when you are scared and unsure in the middle of the night. It is the worst thing to do. Especially when it is chest pain and especially when it's on the left side. Anyway, panic ensued when everything I read told me to contact emergency services immediately, so I called my wonderful mother at 2 in the morning and she calmed me down.
The next day I went to the health center on campus where a friendly doctor told me it was most likely the acid in my stomach freaking out and rising too far in my chest and hurting my esophagus. She gave me some medicine and sent me on my way. Alas, the pain did not go away. But, knowing I wouldn't go into cardiac arrest at any given moment, I decided to hold out until Friday when I could go see my own doctor in Austin. So I waited, taking Maalox when the pain was slightly unbearable, and staying away from all foods that have any acid in them.
Finally, I make it to Dr. Hanley's office, only to hear that she has no idea what's wrong with me. She did an EKG, recommended a chest x-ray, drew some blood, and gave me something that MIGHT help. So here I am, stuck in square one, with a hurting chest and wondering if that soda I drank last night is what's making it so much worse.
Anyway, stressful week, not to mention two tests in my two hardest classes (I.Hate.Math.) and still job hunting through the whole thing. Oh, plus Halloween was this weekend, which is always madness. So all around, it's been some fairly tough times in the world of Emma. Luckily, the next two weeks will be filled with a few more tests, a handful of analyses and reviews, plus a giant research paper due the week before Thanksgiving, so I'll have things to look forward to...
Okay, enough complaining for now, I'm just very, very tired from a fairly rough weekend. I hope you all are doing well and that I'll hear from you soon. Now I have a whole lot of dreaded math homework to deal with and House episodes to watch (new obsession, which probably helped along the whole panic attack in the middle of the night) so I should end this fairly soon. Love and positive thoughts being sent!
P.S. Please don't worry, I'll be fine and will tell you if I'm not.
First off, some very sad news befell my family last weekend when we discovered a most beloved pet had to be put to sleep. A tumor was discovered in Kirk that turned out to be fatal, and that's that. As you can tell, I don't actually feel like talking about it, as it's turned out to be too sad to handle.
Secondly, there's something wrong me. A couple of weeks ago, I started having these odd, sharp but extremely short chest pains that didn't seem like anything serious. That is, until about Sunday when the pain became dull and constant around my heart to the point of utmost annoyance. In fact, Monday night at about 2 a.m. when I couldn't sleep because of my stupid heart, I started Googling. Let me be the word of warning, don't Google illness' when you are scared and unsure in the middle of the night. It is the worst thing to do. Especially when it is chest pain and especially when it's on the left side. Anyway, panic ensued when everything I read told me to contact emergency services immediately, so I called my wonderful mother at 2 in the morning and she calmed me down.
The next day I went to the health center on campus where a friendly doctor told me it was most likely the acid in my stomach freaking out and rising too far in my chest and hurting my esophagus. She gave me some medicine and sent me on my way. Alas, the pain did not go away. But, knowing I wouldn't go into cardiac arrest at any given moment, I decided to hold out until Friday when I could go see my own doctor in Austin. So I waited, taking Maalox when the pain was slightly unbearable, and staying away from all foods that have any acid in them.
Finally, I make it to Dr. Hanley's office, only to hear that she has no idea what's wrong with me. She did an EKG, recommended a chest x-ray, drew some blood, and gave me something that MIGHT help. So here I am, stuck in square one, with a hurting chest and wondering if that soda I drank last night is what's making it so much worse.
Anyway, stressful week, not to mention two tests in my two hardest classes (I.Hate.Math.) and still job hunting through the whole thing. Oh, plus Halloween was this weekend, which is always madness. So all around, it's been some fairly tough times in the world of Emma. Luckily, the next two weeks will be filled with a few more tests, a handful of analyses and reviews, plus a giant research paper due the week before Thanksgiving, so I'll have things to look forward to...
Okay, enough complaining for now, I'm just very, very tired from a fairly rough weekend. I hope you all are doing well and that I'll hear from you soon. Now I have a whole lot of dreaded math homework to deal with and House episodes to watch (new obsession, which probably helped along the whole panic attack in the middle of the night) so I should end this fairly soon. Love and positive thoughts being sent!
P.S. Please don't worry, I'll be fine and will tell you if I'm not.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Meet Harold, my piggy bank.
So, he's a purple pig that my mom gave me and he is just adorable. He's got cute flower designs all over him and giant pig ears, such a looker. Oh, and he's helping me save up my change so I can "buy something nice for myself" as my mother said when she gave me Harold.
Anyway, the transition of this is actually relevant to Harold as some things have been going on lately that involve money and the management thereof. Basically, I finally convinced my parents that it's time for me to have a car of my own, to which they agreed to and we all got started on the long, harrowing journey of finding said automobile. For the last two weeks or so, I have been searching craigslist like nobodies business, researching jobs available, and looking into to student loans. All in all, driving myself, and my parents, absolutely insane with the search, pun intended. Surprisingly, though, it seems to paid off, and I'm almost 93% sure I'll have a vehicle of my very own by the end of this week. Yay!
Other than that, not much has been happening. I'm doing remarkably stellar in my geography class (as in high A's for test. Say what?!) and loving it just as much. I've even gone so far as to inquire after a possible job as a supplementary instructor next year (which is kind of like a T.A. but for the students) just because it's really interesting and I'm doing so well. Oh, and speaking of inquiring for next year, I've emailed the resident directors about becoming an R.A. next year. They have sent me an application and everything, so let's pray that that turns out. Jeez, also, speaking of praying, I think I've joined a Christian Ministry on campus. A woman came up to me one day during my break and asked me if I was interested in joining one and I gave her my number. Unfortunately, I've been pretty busy so I haven't had a chance to attend any of the Bible studies or services, but I am definitely in contact with Maggie (leader chick) and plan on going so, again, yay!
Okay, enough of the inter-related parts of my life and on to everything else...Yeah, not much, again. Just taking it all as it comes, with exams, math homework and weekly papers for my Fine Arts class, basically trying to get by with the absolute best possible grades possible? Hopefully? Anyway, as time is going by so fast I wish it would slow down enough so it could only fly by, I am simply sitting in classes, the library, and Veronica's dorm watching it all beautifully come and go. It's great! Okay, time to get back to my online homework, a.k.a. the bane of my existence. I hope you're all having a good time, although I have been a little too busy to keep up with most of you. So give me a call next time you're free. I could use a friendly voice, maybe just maybe.
P.S. Jeez louise, I miss you a whole lot. And that is about as legit as it gets.
Anyway, the transition of this is actually relevant to Harold as some things have been going on lately that involve money and the management thereof. Basically, I finally convinced my parents that it's time for me to have a car of my own, to which they agreed to and we all got started on the long, harrowing journey of finding said automobile. For the last two weeks or so, I have been searching craigslist like nobodies business, researching jobs available, and looking into to student loans. All in all, driving myself, and my parents, absolutely insane with the search, pun intended. Surprisingly, though, it seems to paid off, and I'm almost 93% sure I'll have a vehicle of my very own by the end of this week. Yay!
Other than that, not much has been happening. I'm doing remarkably stellar in my geography class (as in high A's for test. Say what?!) and loving it just as much. I've even gone so far as to inquire after a possible job as a supplementary instructor next year (which is kind of like a T.A. but for the students) just because it's really interesting and I'm doing so well. Oh, and speaking of inquiring for next year, I've emailed the resident directors about becoming an R.A. next year. They have sent me an application and everything, so let's pray that that turns out. Jeez, also, speaking of praying, I think I've joined a Christian Ministry on campus. A woman came up to me one day during my break and asked me if I was interested in joining one and I gave her my number. Unfortunately, I've been pretty busy so I haven't had a chance to attend any of the Bible studies or services, but I am definitely in contact with Maggie (leader chick) and plan on going so, again, yay!
Okay, enough of the inter-related parts of my life and on to everything else...Yeah, not much, again. Just taking it all as it comes, with exams, math homework and weekly papers for my Fine Arts class, basically trying to get by with the absolute best possible grades possible? Hopefully? Anyway, as time is going by so fast I wish it would slow down enough so it could only fly by, I am simply sitting in classes, the library, and Veronica's dorm watching it all beautifully come and go. It's great! Okay, time to get back to my online homework, a.k.a. the bane of my existence. I hope you're all having a good time, although I have been a little too busy to keep up with most of you. So give me a call next time you're free. I could use a friendly voice, maybe just maybe.
P.S. Jeez louise, I miss you a whole lot. And that is about as legit as it gets.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Hello, October!
Whoo! Well, actually, it doesn't really feel like October, since the high today was 93 degrees and it was about 10,000% humidity. But still, it's pretty exciting to be in the general direction of fall, right?
Of course, this time of year has its drawbacks as it means that it is mid-semester, which means mid-terms, which means little Emma spends all kinds of time studying, going to extra sessions and tearing her hair out when she just can't understand what a vertical translation is in my math class (really!? I will never use that!!) In other good news, I've taken on the fun task of doing scholarships and am averaging about two or three a day. That basically means that I get to wait around for months to see if I receive $2,000 or a $25 gift card. Either way, it's a good thing, right?
Okay, rant over. Sorry, I've just been a little keyed up about all the things I have to do and continue doing for the next few weeks. Thanksgiving has never seemed brighter, despite the fact that my sisters won't be coming...Although the silver lining does come in the form of my best friend bringing her new Canadian boyfriend home from California, which will definitely be fun. I literally spent a full fifteen minutes in between my classes the other day counting until Thanksgiving and then another twenty minutes counting up the papers, tests, and events that will happen within those 55 days until my sweet release from all of this madness.
Wow! Now the rant is over. Bottom line: I'm having fun. A lot of fun. Even just sitting in my apartment, reorganizing my entire room because I had 4 cups of coffee and am experiencing an extreme caffeine buzz, is fun. I love walking through quad glancing at the different tables there selling food and raffle tickets (but only for a really quick second because about 93% of the tables are for sororities and fraternities, neither of which I am planning on joining). Still, I'm glad they're there. I love the student center, and the library and how it casts a huge shadow on the entire campus after 2 in the afternoon. I love Old Main that rings a bell on the hour, and I love my geography T.A. because he's so cute and studenty, I feel like a crush is a given. Anyway, even though I'm a complainy Janey and apparently so A.D.D. I can't even write a proper post, I am having one of those honest to goodness college experiences. And it's great.
Okay, now it's time for me to continue the college experience and go make myself some bagel bites and ramen noodles. Ah, the well balanced meals of college students! Don't worry, I'll make myself some broccoli to go along side it. It's great!
P.S. You're happy, right? Tell me about it.
Of course, this time of year has its drawbacks as it means that it is mid-semester, which means mid-terms, which means little Emma spends all kinds of time studying, going to extra sessions and tearing her hair out when she just can't understand what a vertical translation is in my math class (really!? I will never use that!!) In other good news, I've taken on the fun task of doing scholarships and am averaging about two or three a day. That basically means that I get to wait around for months to see if I receive $2,000 or a $25 gift card. Either way, it's a good thing, right?
Okay, rant over. Sorry, I've just been a little keyed up about all the things I have to do and continue doing for the next few weeks. Thanksgiving has never seemed brighter, despite the fact that my sisters won't be coming...Although the silver lining does come in the form of my best friend bringing her new Canadian boyfriend home from California, which will definitely be fun. I literally spent a full fifteen minutes in between my classes the other day counting until Thanksgiving and then another twenty minutes counting up the papers, tests, and events that will happen within those 55 days until my sweet release from all of this madness.
Wow! Now the rant is over. Bottom line: I'm having fun. A lot of fun. Even just sitting in my apartment, reorganizing my entire room because I had 4 cups of coffee and am experiencing an extreme caffeine buzz, is fun. I love walking through quad glancing at the different tables there selling food and raffle tickets (but only for a really quick second because about 93% of the tables are for sororities and fraternities, neither of which I am planning on joining). Still, I'm glad they're there. I love the student center, and the library and how it casts a huge shadow on the entire campus after 2 in the afternoon. I love Old Main that rings a bell on the hour, and I love my geography T.A. because he's so cute and studenty, I feel like a crush is a given. Anyway, even though I'm a complainy Janey and apparently so A.D.D. I can't even write a proper post, I am having one of those honest to goodness college experiences. And it's great.
Okay, now it's time for me to continue the college experience and go make myself some bagel bites and ramen noodles. Ah, the well balanced meals of college students! Don't worry, I'll make myself some broccoli to go along side it. It's great!
P.S. You're happy, right? Tell me about it.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Holy cold front, Batman, it's chilly!
Okay, okay before you all get upset at me for not paying attention to my blog, I have an excellent defense!
...I've been VERY busy. Alright, I know it's rather a lame excuse, but it's true, nonetheless. Just this week, I had a paper and two tests, one of which was a math test. Let me just say, I've been hitting the heck out of my books lately. I'm fairly certain my roommate thinks I'm a total hermit because I've been just sitting in my room with the door shut every night this week, but it's worth it, so I don't mind.
Not much else has been going on, though. I'm still getting the hang of campus and everything. Although, I am virtually a total newbie here, I feel older, like I semi-know what I'm doing. I'm not petrified to go up and talk to my teachers after class with questions and I've even gotten a complete handle on the shuttle system to my apartment from campus (which let me say, was not easy). Since I am still trying to get my ducks in a row, involvement in extra curriculars has been put on the back burner, but not for long. I actually want to get involved, and find myself checking bulletin boards just to see how much I could get away with joining. All of this has been so surreal and slightly overwhelming, but in such a good way, I couldn't be more content with it all.
The weather has been a nice change, however temporary. It's also brings back memories. I'm often finding myself thinking of this time last year, how different everything was. I had gotten the hang of things and realized it was the wrong place for me too late. Of course, I continued on in the hopes of it getting better, and it did, but here it's so different. I was walking in the quad today and found myself swelling with happiness at my situation. I really like this school and feel so much more at home. Something resembling school pride, something I haven't felt since elementary school, was rushing through me and I realized that's how college is supposed to be. So I may not know exactly what's going to happen next year, but for now, I know that I have a lot here and I am sticking to it. For now, I am in a good place, to say the least.
P.S. I hope you share what I'm feeling for everything you're doing, too.
...I've been VERY busy. Alright, I know it's rather a lame excuse, but it's true, nonetheless. Just this week, I had a paper and two tests, one of which was a math test. Let me just say, I've been hitting the heck out of my books lately. I'm fairly certain my roommate thinks I'm a total hermit because I've been just sitting in my room with the door shut every night this week, but it's worth it, so I don't mind.
Not much else has been going on, though. I'm still getting the hang of campus and everything. Although, I am virtually a total newbie here, I feel older, like I semi-know what I'm doing. I'm not petrified to go up and talk to my teachers after class with questions and I've even gotten a complete handle on the shuttle system to my apartment from campus (which let me say, was not easy). Since I am still trying to get my ducks in a row, involvement in extra curriculars has been put on the back burner, but not for long. I actually want to get involved, and find myself checking bulletin boards just to see how much I could get away with joining. All of this has been so surreal and slightly overwhelming, but in such a good way, I couldn't be more content with it all.
The weather has been a nice change, however temporary. It's also brings back memories. I'm often finding myself thinking of this time last year, how different everything was. I had gotten the hang of things and realized it was the wrong place for me too late. Of course, I continued on in the hopes of it getting better, and it did, but here it's so different. I was walking in the quad today and found myself swelling with happiness at my situation. I really like this school and feel so much more at home. Something resembling school pride, something I haven't felt since elementary school, was rushing through me and I realized that's how college is supposed to be. So I may not know exactly what's going to happen next year, but for now, I know that I have a lot here and I am sticking to it. For now, I am in a good place, to say the least.
P.S. I hope you share what I'm feeling for everything you're doing, too.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Hi...
So first of all, I'm sorry that I haven't posted anything in about 4 months. Summer is boring, therefore no good blog topics. But now that the school year has started again, get ready for blog season! Jeez, I hope at least someone bothers to check this; I wouldn't blame my readers if they didn't seeing as I'm the worst blogger ever. Well, I'm going to blog just in case I have some very loyal readers.
The semester has started and I have officially jumped into it (wearing my brand new TOMS, thanks mom). I am taking 15 hours, which shouldn't be too difficult as about 3 of those classes are GPA boosting classes (a.k.a. Intro to Fine Arts). But if the last year and the last few weeks have taught me nothing else, I need to be prepared to give about a 1,000% if I want to achieve anything, the least of which is the respect of the ones I love. So here I am, frantically packing up my room, my life so I can move into an apartment on campus, ready to spend my hours flipping madly through chapters and staining my fingers with highlighters.
Oh, yeah, for those of you that don't know (which is a few, since it happened 3 days ago...) I got an apartment! It happened so spur of the moment, I'm still trying to catch my breath. I came home from getting a pedicure with my big sister on Tuesday, and just called the housing office to get onto some sort of waiting list for a dorm, when the girl on the phone asked if I would mind living in Bobcat Village. Of course, I responded coolly and calmly with, "Mind? Are you kidding!? Can I move in today?!" So that was that. I signed a contract and got a roommate, all within about 48 hours. So as of this Sunday, I will be an official resident of San Marcos, Texas.
Almost needless to say, however, is that I am nervous. Texas State is, thankfully, very different from UTSA. But it's also a lot scarier. Although the population is about the same, Texas State seems to be bulging at the seams with the amount of people. I can't count how many times I've run full on into people because the Quad is so crowded. But it's also so great that when I get completely backwards lost, I can call Veronica or even KD, for directions to my next class easily. I even have a second home in Veronica's dorm, which is so great for crashing when I spend too much time at the library and can't make it the mile and half away to my apartment (yeah, the one downfall, it's a little far away...)
Anyway, the new year is beginning and I can feel the change, the first being that I actually really like this school. It's almost like this is my freshmen year, everything so new and ready to be experienced. Luckily, I am very willing candidate to jump on board for just about anything so I am incredibly excited just to immerse myself in this new little world at State. I hope you all are ready for some serious posting as I plan on keeping everyone updated on the goings-on so I won't be the only eager one. Okay, gotta finish packing. Hope you all have a great weekend!
P.S. Don't forget to keep me updated on everything as well, please!
The semester has started and I have officially jumped into it (wearing my brand new TOMS, thanks mom). I am taking 15 hours, which shouldn't be too difficult as about 3 of those classes are GPA boosting classes (a.k.a. Intro to Fine Arts). But if the last year and the last few weeks have taught me nothing else, I need to be prepared to give about a 1,000% if I want to achieve anything, the least of which is the respect of the ones I love. So here I am, frantically packing up my room, my life so I can move into an apartment on campus, ready to spend my hours flipping madly through chapters and staining my fingers with highlighters.
Oh, yeah, for those of you that don't know (which is a few, since it happened 3 days ago...) I got an apartment! It happened so spur of the moment, I'm still trying to catch my breath. I came home from getting a pedicure with my big sister on Tuesday, and just called the housing office to get onto some sort of waiting list for a dorm, when the girl on the phone asked if I would mind living in Bobcat Village. Of course, I responded coolly and calmly with, "Mind? Are you kidding!? Can I move in today?!" So that was that. I signed a contract and got a roommate, all within about 48 hours. So as of this Sunday, I will be an official resident of San Marcos, Texas.
Almost needless to say, however, is that I am nervous. Texas State is, thankfully, very different from UTSA. But it's also a lot scarier. Although the population is about the same, Texas State seems to be bulging at the seams with the amount of people. I can't count how many times I've run full on into people because the Quad is so crowded. But it's also so great that when I get completely backwards lost, I can call Veronica or even KD, for directions to my next class easily. I even have a second home in Veronica's dorm, which is so great for crashing when I spend too much time at the library and can't make it the mile and half away to my apartment (yeah, the one downfall, it's a little far away...)
Anyway, the new year is beginning and I can feel the change, the first being that I actually really like this school. It's almost like this is my freshmen year, everything so new and ready to be experienced. Luckily, I am very willing candidate to jump on board for just about anything so I am incredibly excited just to immerse myself in this new little world at State. I hope you all are ready for some serious posting as I plan on keeping everyone updated on the goings-on so I won't be the only eager one. Okay, gotta finish packing. Hope you all have a great weekend!
P.S. Don't forget to keep me updated on everything as well, please!
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Okay, pre-finals post
Wow. My school year is 8 days from being finished. That is intensely strange. It also means that the next eight days will be full of studying, no sleep, and forgetting to shower (although since the water heater is out in my building, showering is very low on list of priorities). I keep having mini panic attacks when thinking about how much a few little tests have on the outcome of my future...Okay, nope can't think about it or I will spiral in an anxiety ridden crying jag. Whew, on to more pleasant subjects.
Seriously though, I am so close to being finished with my freshmen year that everything that I have to go through is so worth it. I just want to be finished with San Antonio. Not that San Antonio has been bad to me. It's been okay, but I am just getting sick of not being able to truly start everything. I feel like I'm constantly waiting, and it has really started to get on my nerves. If endless hours of cram sessions and forcing myself to learn a second language in just a few days means I get to permanently be an Austinite, I am okay with that.
Okay, I'm sorry this has to be so short but I keep getting distracted mentally thinking about all the things I have to do. Even as I sit here, I can't help but let my eyes roam to the piles of books filled with stuff I need to know...that I currently don't know. But no worries, I have organized out every second of the next week to the point where I think I even put a post-it in my planner reminding myself to write a blog before I have not time for recreational writing. What can I say, the stress levels are a bit high. Alright, goodbye for now readers. I'll post another once I am in the clear. I hope you're all doing well, and I love you!
P.S. Also, I hope it's not too much to ask, but please keep me in your thoughts and prayers. Lord knows I need it :)
Seriously though, I am so close to being finished with my freshmen year that everything that I have to go through is so worth it. I just want to be finished with San Antonio. Not that San Antonio has been bad to me. It's been okay, but I am just getting sick of not being able to truly start everything. I feel like I'm constantly waiting, and it has really started to get on my nerves. If endless hours of cram sessions and forcing myself to learn a second language in just a few days means I get to permanently be an Austinite, I am okay with that.
Okay, I'm sorry this has to be so short but I keep getting distracted mentally thinking about all the things I have to do. Even as I sit here, I can't help but let my eyes roam to the piles of books filled with stuff I need to know...that I currently don't know. But no worries, I have organized out every second of the next week to the point where I think I even put a post-it in my planner reminding myself to write a blog before I have not time for recreational writing. What can I say, the stress levels are a bit high. Alright, goodbye for now readers. I'll post another once I am in the clear. I hope you're all doing well, and I love you!
P.S. Also, I hope it's not too much to ask, but please keep me in your thoughts and prayers. Lord knows I need it :)
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
An Oldie but a Goodie.
Alright, so I realize I've been posting a lot more lately, but for some reason, I just have been thinking of a lot of things to right. Plus I check my other bloggers daily and whenever they write a new one, I feel the need to do one as well. Don't worry this one will be quick, I have a sociology test to study for.
So for the past, oh, fifteen minutes I have been rereading some old posts. I don't know why, but I suddenly felt the need to catch up on what I've been doing for the past few months. Let me start off with this: I am not a writer. I know some of you think that I can a little bit, and you'd think that all the reading I do would inspire some skill but it really doesn't. In fact, the only reason I do write (besides for school...and this blog) is to reread it and edit it but in the end I get too frustrated with myself and delete it all. Anyway, looking over old posts, I am shocked. Mostly that I have survived this far into college, but also how very ridiculous I am about 93% of my life. Seriously, I never like to hear about how dramatic I am or how over-analytical I am (and believe me, I hear it a lot...) but there's nothing like seeing it written in your own words. It's a little unnerving.
I suppose this all comes down to the fact that my semester slash freshmen year comes to a close in three weeks. Even now, seeing it typed out gives me little chills. It's so odd to remember freaking out about the little things and having to worry about stuff that is now so meaningless and in the past. Hah, it's very strange. Oh, also, it is a little bit mind blowing to think I have actually kept a semi-regular "journal" for this long. Definitely a first.
Blah, okay now it is officially study time. Carson is in the bathroom talking to her boyfriend (weird, but it offers some privacy for her...and quiet for me) and I need to focus. All I need to do now is give a huge thank you to the few people who care about me enough to read this thing and somewhat keep my going. Turns out to be very good therapy, one which I highly recommend. Okay, now I really have to go! Jeez, bye!
P.S. The best part about reading old blogs is reading the comments. I love you all so very much.
So for the past, oh, fifteen minutes I have been rereading some old posts. I don't know why, but I suddenly felt the need to catch up on what I've been doing for the past few months. Let me start off with this: I am not a writer. I know some of you think that I can a little bit, and you'd think that all the reading I do would inspire some skill but it really doesn't. In fact, the only reason I do write (besides for school...and this blog) is to reread it and edit it but in the end I get too frustrated with myself and delete it all. Anyway, looking over old posts, I am shocked. Mostly that I have survived this far into college, but also how very ridiculous I am about 93% of my life. Seriously, I never like to hear about how dramatic I am or how over-analytical I am (and believe me, I hear it a lot...) but there's nothing like seeing it written in your own words. It's a little unnerving.
I suppose this all comes down to the fact that my semester slash freshmen year comes to a close in three weeks. Even now, seeing it typed out gives me little chills. It's so odd to remember freaking out about the little things and having to worry about stuff that is now so meaningless and in the past. Hah, it's very strange. Oh, also, it is a little bit mind blowing to think I have actually kept a semi-regular "journal" for this long. Definitely a first.
Blah, okay now it is officially study time. Carson is in the bathroom talking to her boyfriend (weird, but it offers some privacy for her...and quiet for me) and I need to focus. All I need to do now is give a huge thank you to the few people who care about me enough to read this thing and somewhat keep my going. Turns out to be very good therapy, one which I highly recommend. Okay, now I really have to go! Jeez, bye!
P.S. The best part about reading old blogs is reading the comments. I love you all so very much.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Guys, seriously.
I love I can has Cheezburger. Without fail, every time I look at it, I crack up for a long time. Literally, Carson hates it so much because I laugh so hard and she'll come over to see why and it's because I'm looking at pictures of cats. I don't know why, maybe blame my mother, but I love that website. It's hilarious.
On another note, my birthday is coming up way to fast. It's always a marking point to signify the closeness of the end of the year, which is usually a fantastic thing. This year, however, I have much to much to do and the stress is over-weighing the awesomeness of it. I don't even want to think about all the assignments, presentations, and tests I have that lead up to the extra big things like my finals. Ooh, I shudder at the thought. Plus, I just remember I forgot to fill of that short form nonsense for my taxes, whatever that means. Seriously, it's gibberish. I don't understand it and it kind of worries me about my future if I can't figure out taxes as a 18 year old. Oh, well!
Okay, so this really does have to be super quick update because I have a presentation in my writing class (yeah, I know, dumb) about a paper that is due in two weeks. Sometimes, I legitimately do not understand college. The logistics more often than not make no sense. Anyway, I need to get some quotes for the presentation nonsense which might take awhile so I should get going. I just felt like catching up (sort of...) with my thousands of readers because I know you guys are hanging on every post, eagerly anticipating the next. Well, that's what I tell myself to keep it going :) Okay, I love you all very much! Again, soon!
P.S. Hi.
On another note, my birthday is coming up way to fast. It's always a marking point to signify the closeness of the end of the year, which is usually a fantastic thing. This year, however, I have much to much to do and the stress is over-weighing the awesomeness of it. I don't even want to think about all the assignments, presentations, and tests I have that lead up to the extra big things like my finals. Ooh, I shudder at the thought. Plus, I just remember I forgot to fill of that short form nonsense for my taxes, whatever that means. Seriously, it's gibberish. I don't understand it and it kind of worries me about my future if I can't figure out taxes as a 18 year old. Oh, well!
Okay, so this really does have to be super quick update because I have a presentation in my writing class (yeah, I know, dumb) about a paper that is due in two weeks. Sometimes, I legitimately do not understand college. The logistics more often than not make no sense. Anyway, I need to get some quotes for the presentation nonsense which might take awhile so I should get going. I just felt like catching up (sort of...) with my thousands of readers because I know you guys are hanging on every post, eagerly anticipating the next. Well, that's what I tell myself to keep it going :) Okay, I love you all very much! Again, soon!
P.S. Hi.
Monday, April 6, 2009
"Bad Allergies"
There ya go, Mom. She suggested that as a title for a blog because as it happens, as crappy as I feel, it's simply because of "bad allergies." Yeah, right.
Okay, update. I am quite sick at the moment. Very sore throat, cotton ball head, feverish, dizziness, basically all around badness. Luckily, it hasn't been going on for very long, only since Friday, but believe you me that is long enough. Today, I went to the doctor, expecting a diagnosis that involved infections, viruses and intense diseases. One look up my nose and the doctor says it's just bad case of allergies and that the only meds he can give me will help in about a week or two. What!? I have to feel like this for a week!? Needless to say, life is sucky right now.
Well, actually life was doing pretty alright until I have to leave work early because I was too dizzy to stand. School is almost finished...wow, that is so hard to believe. I literally have 3 weeks left to go and I'll be done with my freshmen year. Now all I have to worry about is what I'm going to do with my sophomore year. Oh, and finals, I guess.
Everything is just going by so fast. Not only is school almost finished but my birthday is coming up ridiculously quickly as well. Seems like just yesterday I was dreading leaving the carefree, fun days of seventeen to join the legal, boring eighteen year olds. Ah, the good old days...Is it mean that sometimes I write things that make me seem especially naive to those who might be reading? Oh, well!
But seriously, folks, time is flying by. I go to school during the week, work all weekend, and just seem to be going through the motions sometimes. That is the one of the worst things about transferring schools; I feel like I'm waiting to start my life, like everything is on hold for the time being. It's starting to work my last nerve and I'd like to just get started! All in good time though. Patience being a virtue and whatnot, I suppose.
Alright, as I'm sure you can all tell, my writing skills are obviously screwed up by my current illness so I really should put a quick end to it. Besides, it's getting late and my Benedryl is calling. I promise it won't be as long in between posts next time...am I starting to sound like a broken record? Goodnight all!
P.S. I miss talking to you. Let's fix that soon.
Okay, update. I am quite sick at the moment. Very sore throat, cotton ball head, feverish, dizziness, basically all around badness. Luckily, it hasn't been going on for very long, only since Friday, but believe you me that is long enough. Today, I went to the doctor, expecting a diagnosis that involved infections, viruses and intense diseases. One look up my nose and the doctor says it's just bad case of allergies and that the only meds he can give me will help in about a week or two. What!? I have to feel like this for a week!? Needless to say, life is sucky right now.
Well, actually life was doing pretty alright until I have to leave work early because I was too dizzy to stand. School is almost finished...wow, that is so hard to believe. I literally have 3 weeks left to go and I'll be done with my freshmen year. Now all I have to worry about is what I'm going to do with my sophomore year. Oh, and finals, I guess.
Everything is just going by so fast. Not only is school almost finished but my birthday is coming up ridiculously quickly as well. Seems like just yesterday I was dreading leaving the carefree, fun days of seventeen to join the legal, boring eighteen year olds. Ah, the good old days...Is it mean that sometimes I write things that make me seem especially naive to those who might be reading? Oh, well!
But seriously, folks, time is flying by. I go to school during the week, work all weekend, and just seem to be going through the motions sometimes. That is the one of the worst things about transferring schools; I feel like I'm waiting to start my life, like everything is on hold for the time being. It's starting to work my last nerve and I'd like to just get started! All in good time though. Patience being a virtue and whatnot, I suppose.
Alright, as I'm sure you can all tell, my writing skills are obviously screwed up by my current illness so I really should put a quick end to it. Besides, it's getting late and my Benedryl is calling. I promise it won't be as long in between posts next time...am I starting to sound like a broken record? Goodnight all!
P.S. I miss talking to you. Let's fix that soon.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Gah!
Sorry, sorry! You know the phrase 'whirlwind of activity'? That about sums up the last few weeks of my somewhat hectic life. Time to catch up!
Okay, so a few major events have been going on. One: I got a job. It's really not that exciting, in fact, it's kind of boring and not exactly my cup of tea, but my mother says I need to learn money management and it gives me said money to learn how to manage. Oh, yeah, sorry, it's at the sandwich shop Which Wich. I'm fairly sure it's a central Texas thing and actually kind of a cool gig, but I think it's safe to say, sandwich making is not my calling in life. I get by, but who knew it could be on the difficult side? We'll see how long it lasts, because it's safe to say I'm still job searching.
Alright, what else...Oh, yeah application to the University of Texas is officially in. Let me just say it was one of the most stressful nights of my life because (shocker!) I waited until the absolute final deadline to make sure everything was perfect and in order. Talk about sweaty palms, heart racing, and all that intense stress stuff. Not my ideal situation, but at least it's in, right? Haha, I keep forgetting that the actual stressful part is the whole waiting to find out if I get in or not. Oh, which reminds me: please, please, PLEASE keep me in your thoughts and prayer. Lord knows I need it (pun intended).
Blah, and thirdly, so this last week was my spring break. Literally, one of the worst weeks of my life. I mean, that kind of sounds like an overstatement, but not really. Awful weather, no one had the same week off, and just all around a bad week. It also went by ridiculously quickly, which you might think would be a good thing since it sucked so much, but not really because I didn't even get a chance to make it better. Blah, mega bust to say the least. However, the silver lining means that now, school is on the fast track to be over. Jeez, louise I can't wait till summer, lemme tell ya.
Hmm, okay I don't think there's anything else. I mean, there probably is, but I'm kinda tired and it's a really beautiful day out (just.my.luck) so I think I'm going to go lay by the pool and maybe get a nap in. Ahh, the glory of college and the freedom that comes along with it...Alrighty, readers, I give you my word that it won't be that long before another post. Have a good week!
P.S. I miss you, a lot. A lot, a lot.
Okay, so a few major events have been going on. One: I got a job. It's really not that exciting, in fact, it's kind of boring and not exactly my cup of tea, but my mother says I need to learn money management and it gives me said money to learn how to manage. Oh, yeah, sorry, it's at the sandwich shop Which Wich. I'm fairly sure it's a central Texas thing and actually kind of a cool gig, but I think it's safe to say, sandwich making is not my calling in life. I get by, but who knew it could be on the difficult side? We'll see how long it lasts, because it's safe to say I'm still job searching.
Alright, what else...Oh, yeah application to the University of Texas is officially in. Let me just say it was one of the most stressful nights of my life because (shocker!) I waited until the absolute final deadline to make sure everything was perfect and in order. Talk about sweaty palms, heart racing, and all that intense stress stuff. Not my ideal situation, but at least it's in, right? Haha, I keep forgetting that the actual stressful part is the whole waiting to find out if I get in or not. Oh, which reminds me: please, please, PLEASE keep me in your thoughts and prayer. Lord knows I need it (pun intended).
Blah, and thirdly, so this last week was my spring break. Literally, one of the worst weeks of my life. I mean, that kind of sounds like an overstatement, but not really. Awful weather, no one had the same week off, and just all around a bad week. It also went by ridiculously quickly, which you might think would be a good thing since it sucked so much, but not really because I didn't even get a chance to make it better. Blah, mega bust to say the least. However, the silver lining means that now, school is on the fast track to be over. Jeez, louise I can't wait till summer, lemme tell ya.
Hmm, okay I don't think there's anything else. I mean, there probably is, but I'm kinda tired and it's a really beautiful day out (just.my.luck) so I think I'm going to go lay by the pool and maybe get a nap in. Ahh, the glory of college and the freedom that comes along with it...Alrighty, readers, I give you my word that it won't be that long before another post. Have a good week!
P.S. I miss you, a lot. A lot, a lot.
Monday, February 23, 2009
My fingertips are purple.
It's really not that exciting, I just wanted a catchy title. I ate some blackberries on the way to class today and they stained my fingers before I could wash them. There, aren't you glad you started reading?
So as this week begins, I breathe a very heavy sigh of relief over the fact that the last two weeks are finally over. Tests in every classes, three essays and all around madness made school downright unbearable. Luckily, all I have to focus on this week is my UT application. Easy, right?
Oh, wait...
Hahah, no, it's really all right. I had most of the actual application finished, so all I really have to work on are the essays. It's still a lot to handle, but I'm slowly getting better at that organization and management thing (I know, took me long enough). So as I'm checking things off my list, I'm finding it easier to think about getting those things done than facing up to the difficult tasks. The thought of failure definitely slows me when I'm brainstorming ideas for my essays and planning out when I can get my transcripts. It's scary, the simple thought of next year being up in the air, but I know that no matter what happens, I'll be fine (as long as I get out of San Antonio; it's crushing my soul). I can handle whatever is thrown my way; if I couldn't, it wouldn't be mine to handle.
The one thing I've learned the hard way these past few years is most of the time, it doesn't go the way you planned. That's what makes life so interesting and livable. Of course, when you're talking about the rest of your life, it makes sense that you're going to be panicky. The thought of not getting into UT...I mean, it's on the slightly terrifying side, but I know I'll be okay. Someone has a plan for me, and I'm putting every egg I have in His basket. All I have to do is try my hardest. Easy peasy.
Alright, I know this is a short one, but my 120 lines of eighty characters (yeah, I don't know what that means either) essays call my name and I am far too freaked out to ignore them. Really, all I ask of my avid readers is a simple prayer that my path is shown to me quickly, preferably in a thick envelope covered in burnt orange and white. Thanks!
P.S. The most effortless part about all this is knowing that when it gets to be far too much, you're a phone call away.
So as this week begins, I breathe a very heavy sigh of relief over the fact that the last two weeks are finally over. Tests in every classes, three essays and all around madness made school downright unbearable. Luckily, all I have to focus on this week is my UT application. Easy, right?
Oh, wait...
Hahah, no, it's really all right. I had most of the actual application finished, so all I really have to work on are the essays. It's still a lot to handle, but I'm slowly getting better at that organization and management thing (I know, took me long enough). So as I'm checking things off my list, I'm finding it easier to think about getting those things done than facing up to the difficult tasks. The thought of failure definitely slows me when I'm brainstorming ideas for my essays and planning out when I can get my transcripts. It's scary, the simple thought of next year being up in the air, but I know that no matter what happens, I'll be fine (as long as I get out of San Antonio; it's crushing my soul). I can handle whatever is thrown my way; if I couldn't, it wouldn't be mine to handle.
The one thing I've learned the hard way these past few years is most of the time, it doesn't go the way you planned. That's what makes life so interesting and livable. Of course, when you're talking about the rest of your life, it makes sense that you're going to be panicky. The thought of not getting into UT...I mean, it's on the slightly terrifying side, but I know I'll be okay. Someone has a plan for me, and I'm putting every egg I have in His basket. All I have to do is try my hardest. Easy peasy.
Alright, I know this is a short one, but my 120 lines of eighty characters (yeah, I don't know what that means either) essays call my name and I am far too freaked out to ignore them. Really, all I ask of my avid readers is a simple prayer that my path is shown to me quickly, preferably in a thick envelope covered in burnt orange and white. Thanks!
P.S. The most effortless part about all this is knowing that when it gets to be far too much, you're a phone call away.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
P.P.S
Ah, also quick side note:
After I write a blog, I feel so much better letting the ones I love know a little something about what's going on it my life. I can't tell you the love and appreciation that fills me up to the brim right after I finish with an entry. Jeez, I hope any of you have half of the fun reading these as I do writing them. So an extra thanks, for reading.
After I write a blog, I feel so much better letting the ones I love know a little something about what's going on it my life. I can't tell you the love and appreciation that fills me up to the brim right after I finish with an entry. Jeez, I hope any of you have half of the fun reading these as I do writing them. So an extra thanks, for reading.
Looking Glass Self
Okay, so by the grace of the Lord, my math class was canceled. I took this as a sign that I did indeed have piles of work to do and also that I should take the time needed to write a new entry of my lovely blog. And away we go...
So as midterms and what have you approach ridiculously quickly, I'm finding it harder and harder to update the word a day calender I got for Christmas. Incredulity sets in as February comes faster than I thought possible and as I check the weather in the morning to decide what to wear, I realize that spring is so rapidly setting in I almost missed it. It's kind of a nice feeling, but also a little scary. A friend of mine commented that as we are getting older, it seems the years are flying by a lot faster, something I agreed with instantly. But hopefully with this recent awareness, I can slow it all down to also comprehend that I am actually having a great time. This semester is becoming something I know I will remember when looking back on those "College Days."
I guess I can rightfully say that I did suffer from that freshmen syndrome the first semester. I didn't want to have to deal with anything that was going on, something that usually gets me into trouble. Being thrown into new situations constantly took a toll I was too afraid to admit, but now I am all too happy to say that I am getting much better at foreseeing them before they hit me head on. I think I also have my new day-planner to thank for that, though...
To sum up, (English teachers always told me never to use this, but I always like it so whatever) I have such hope for this new semester and my great classes that I'm really starting to fall in love with in a way that was impossible before (it's almost creepy how much I'm learning about myself in Sociology). Hah, so before I get too naive and immature for my readers, I will just conclude my thoughts into one little nice sentence: I have big goals for this semester and an iron-like will to have them met. Hope you have the same optimism for me.
P.S. If you don't know what the title of this blog means, please look it up. It's rather fascinating and I learned about it only just today.
So as midterms and what have you approach ridiculously quickly, I'm finding it harder and harder to update the word a day calender I got for Christmas. Incredulity sets in as February comes faster than I thought possible and as I check the weather in the morning to decide what to wear, I realize that spring is so rapidly setting in I almost missed it. It's kind of a nice feeling, but also a little scary. A friend of mine commented that as we are getting older, it seems the years are flying by a lot faster, something I agreed with instantly. But hopefully with this recent awareness, I can slow it all down to also comprehend that I am actually having a great time. This semester is becoming something I know I will remember when looking back on those "College Days."
I guess I can rightfully say that I did suffer from that freshmen syndrome the first semester. I didn't want to have to deal with anything that was going on, something that usually gets me into trouble. Being thrown into new situations constantly took a toll I was too afraid to admit, but now I am all too happy to say that I am getting much better at foreseeing them before they hit me head on. I think I also have my new day-planner to thank for that, though...
To sum up, (English teachers always told me never to use this, but I always like it so whatever) I have such hope for this new semester and my great classes that I'm really starting to fall in love with in a way that was impossible before (it's almost creepy how much I'm learning about myself in Sociology). Hah, so before I get too naive and immature for my readers, I will just conclude my thoughts into one little nice sentence: I have big goals for this semester and an iron-like will to have them met. Hope you have the same optimism for me.
P.S. If you don't know what the title of this blog means, please look it up. It's rather fascinating and I learned about it only just today.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Belated New Year's Resolution
So I am currently attempting to break a 15 year old habit of biting my nails. I've tried this countless times before with no success, but for some reason I have extra hope for this most recent venture. It could be the way I'm actually trying to do it (I'm putting on liberal amounts of clear nail polish so instead of biting them, I just pick off the nail polish; gross, but it's worked so far). It could also have to do with the fact that I'm tired of having chewed up fingers and the inability to get a manicure. All in all, I think it mostly has to do with the reality that I need a better way to take out my stress and boredom. Plus I'm tired of my mom smacking my hand every time it gets near my mouth.
I suppose this whole endeavor is somewhat symbolic, as most resolutions are. They're all about change and challenging yourself to do things you wouldn't normally do, which is exactly what I am trying to do. Okay, so I'm starting small but if you know me, you realize that if I can stop biting my nails, it's kind of epic. So nails first, world peace later.
So as I pick at my finger nails and repaint them about 3 times a day (poor carson, our dorm constantly smells of nail polish), I am climbing hills and attempting the almost unreachable. Luckily, I have hope for the better. Maybe that's the whole reason for a New Year's resolution, to teach you to hope for something that you haven't even wanted to try in the past. I know I am learning quite a bit about self control (I don't know if you guys realize how intense this whole process is) and can finally look down at my hands without being slightly disgusted. Well, here's to the hope that I can change for the best and have the satisfaction of tapping my nails on something, anything.
P.S. I hope you achieve all your resolutions, whatever they may be.
I suppose this whole endeavor is somewhat symbolic, as most resolutions are. They're all about change and challenging yourself to do things you wouldn't normally do, which is exactly what I am trying to do. Okay, so I'm starting small but if you know me, you realize that if I can stop biting my nails, it's kind of epic. So nails first, world peace later.
So as I pick at my finger nails and repaint them about 3 times a day (poor carson, our dorm constantly smells of nail polish), I am climbing hills and attempting the almost unreachable. Luckily, I have hope for the better. Maybe that's the whole reason for a New Year's resolution, to teach you to hope for something that you haven't even wanted to try in the past. I know I am learning quite a bit about self control (I don't know if you guys realize how intense this whole process is) and can finally look down at my hands without being slightly disgusted. Well, here's to the hope that I can change for the best and have the satisfaction of tapping my nails on something, anything.
P.S. I hope you achieve all your resolutions, whatever they may be.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Procrastination Station: Destination Emmatown!
Okay, let me begin with an incredibly sincere apology to the waves of people reading this. I am really, really sorry that I have let this blog fall through the cracks. It was never my intention, and I hope none of you were offended by my delay of a new post.
Haha, no, but seriously. I am sorry. Being at home was rather...uninspiring as another blogger I know so eloquently put. I mean, it was a very heavily needed break, but as I spent most of the month on my couch watching HBO movies over and over again, all the while deciding whether I could go that third day without washing my hair, I didn't think many of that needed to put in an entry. It did have its ups and downs, but what event in life doesn't? There were even times where being back with everyone was truly surreal and borderline unbearable. In the end, though it turned out to be exactly what I needed. A touch of perspective and a huge anticipation to return helped the days go by and lead my back to where I am now, literally and figuratively. But more to the point, people had to suffer for my lack of posts which is why I hope to make amends tonight and hopefully put up a valid enough report on what has been going on in my day to day life.
So classes started again, a full WEEK before most people had to go back, but luckily, I've chosen not to dwell on that and just accept the fact that I am jumping headlong into my spring semester of my freshmen year. It started out rocky, like many things in life, but it evened out enough that I could see the potential in everything that is going on. I feel myself on that track that everyone is always talking about, just riding along, taking everything that the Lord decides to throw on it. A close friend told a story the other day about how having a willing heart led her the right way, and I've been trying to do the same this week as classes begin and realize an 8 a.m. math class isn't for me. Ah, it helps having someone to rely on through everything and anything.
But as for the rest of the on-goings of my life, not much has happened. I envied those who got to stay longer at home, but then I realized it's a holiday weekend so I'm going home in two days, so it turns out to not be a dilemma at all. I don't know what to say really, except that I think everything that seem so jumbled just a few days ago had a new light shone on it with my leaving town. So I think I'll just take everything as it is and really hope for the best. I know I'm in good hands. Hope you'll all stay tuned to see how it all turns out.
P.S. It's really good to know you're right next to me on this train called Life.
Haha, no, but seriously. I am sorry. Being at home was rather...uninspiring as another blogger I know so eloquently put. I mean, it was a very heavily needed break, but as I spent most of the month on my couch watching HBO movies over and over again, all the while deciding whether I could go that third day without washing my hair, I didn't think many of that needed to put in an entry. It did have its ups and downs, but what event in life doesn't? There were even times where being back with everyone was truly surreal and borderline unbearable. In the end, though it turned out to be exactly what I needed. A touch of perspective and a huge anticipation to return helped the days go by and lead my back to where I am now, literally and figuratively. But more to the point, people had to suffer for my lack of posts which is why I hope to make amends tonight and hopefully put up a valid enough report on what has been going on in my day to day life.
So classes started again, a full WEEK before most people had to go back, but luckily, I've chosen not to dwell on that and just accept the fact that I am jumping headlong into my spring semester of my freshmen year. It started out rocky, like many things in life, but it evened out enough that I could see the potential in everything that is going on. I feel myself on that track that everyone is always talking about, just riding along, taking everything that the Lord decides to throw on it. A close friend told a story the other day about how having a willing heart led her the right way, and I've been trying to do the same this week as classes begin and realize an 8 a.m. math class isn't for me. Ah, it helps having someone to rely on through everything and anything.
But as for the rest of the on-goings of my life, not much has happened. I envied those who got to stay longer at home, but then I realized it's a holiday weekend so I'm going home in two days, so it turns out to not be a dilemma at all. I don't know what to say really, except that I think everything that seem so jumbled just a few days ago had a new light shone on it with my leaving town. So I think I'll just take everything as it is and really hope for the best. I know I'm in good hands. Hope you'll all stay tuned to see how it all turns out.
P.S. It's really good to know you're right next to me on this train called Life.
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