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.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
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.
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