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!

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 :)

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.

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.

"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.

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.

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.