Sometimes, in life, there are times when everything is just perfect. When all seems to be going your way. Life is great. And then you wake up and reality sits in and you realize that there is another batch of fresh trials coming right at you and suddenly nothing is going your way and the entire universe seems out to get you.
That's basically how my day went today.
It's Christmas Break. I just finished one of the hardest semesters I've ever had to deal with and I just wanted a break. But today, after having a really good night full of really fantastic dreams, per usual, I found myself hit with three big problems. Consecutively.
The first was finding out that in the last load of laundry I did, a piece or two of gum had somehow escaped my notice and had been thrown in with my darks. As a result, a yet undetermined amount of clothing has been "gummified" meaning that at least two shirts now have patches of hardened gum sticking to them. I currently don't have the funds to replace these shirts, so it's particularly devastating.
Not five minutes after discovering this, I went into the kitchen where my family handed me a letter from my college. Upon opening it, I discovered that because of my failing grades (which I would find out were really bad about five minutes after reading this letter) I was now on academic suspension.
And then, as previously mentioned, I checked my grades. I have one A one B+ two D's and a big fat F. Needless to say, I feel like this entire semester that I struggled so hard with was a complete and utter waste of time.
Overall today started out good, but it has since progressed past the point of my ability to cope and now all I want to do is go back to bed and cry a little. Or find a magic wand and make all of these problems disappear.
Ugh. I hope this isn't an omen of how the next year is going to be. I don't think I can take it.
On a happier note, Merry belated Christmas. And Happy early New Year. May this year start off better for you than it has for me.
Saturday, December 29, 2012
Monday, December 10, 2012
Christmas, Hope, Pride and Poetry
I'm a thinker. Sometimes it can be a problem like when I'm doing homework and I over think things. Other times, it can be a fun adventure as I see where my crazy mind will take me next.
Lately though, my mind's been focused more on my past and the experiences I had back then.
This may seem a tad egocentric, but I'm pretty stunning in a drop dead gorgeous way. And when I look at myself in a mirror and feel like I'm pretty it makes me wonder that if I had the ability to go back in time and see a past version of myself, one with no self esteem or confidence, if it would give me hope that I was going to make something of myself and it would be alright in the end.
Like I said, my mind's an interesting place. But I'm really glad it's mine.
At any rate, you may be wondering why all of this came about. In part, it's mainly due to this picture that I found online recently. It made me start wondering about myself and how I behave differently around my friends than I do my family because I'm never truly myself with either of them. I'm still looking for my "blue" and I need to stop.
This post has been kind of interesting. But I decided that it needed to be shared because I've decided to stop looking for my "blue". I'm going to be one instead.
Merry Christmas everyone, and for those of you in college like me, good luck on Finals.
Lately though, my mind's been focused more on my past and the experiences I had back then.
This may seem a tad egocentric, but I'm pretty stunning in a drop dead gorgeous way. And when I look at myself in a mirror and feel like I'm pretty it makes me wonder that if I had the ability to go back in time and see a past version of myself, one with no self esteem or confidence, if it would give me hope that I was going to make something of myself and it would be alright in the end.
Like I said, my mind's an interesting place. But I'm really glad it's mine.
At any rate, you may be wondering why all of this came about. In part, it's mainly due to this picture that I found online recently. It made me start wondering about myself and how I behave differently around my friends than I do my family because I'm never truly myself with either of them. I'm still looking for my "blue" and I need to stop.
This post has been kind of interesting. But I decided that it needed to be shared because I've decided to stop looking for my "blue". I'm going to be one instead.
Merry Christmas everyone, and for those of you in college like me, good luck on Finals.
Thursday, December 6, 2012
On a Special Note
The last two posts I have written have both included videos embedded on my blog. For whatever reason, the app that embeds videos seems to be glitchy and you can't play them on my blog. However, if you scroll your mouse over the video box, a link will appear in the top left hand corner that says; "Watch this video on YouTube". If you click that link, it will take you directly to the video that you've clicked on and you can watch it on the YouTube website. Sorry about that.
The Nightmare of it All
Before coming to college, I had been warned by an older cousin and of course TV that college had a thing called finals week which was essentially just full of pain and misery and all night cram-fests. Needless to say, I was terrified for my first finals week experience. But, this being my third finals week experience, I now know there is something much worse than finals week.
The week before finals week.
Finals week in itself isn't too bad. Not every class you take has a "final" and I've been really lucky and have only ever had one test in a day. This gives me nearly 24 hours to study (more if I wasn't a procrastinator), and that is good.
But the week before finals week is not as merciful. It is during this period of 5 consecutive school days that all heck seems to break loose. Every teacher you have ever had is cramming whatever they hadn't been able to assign/ teach down your throat in a mad effort to prepare you for whats coming. This means a lot of homework, a lot of tests and a lot of stress.
This week (being the week before finals week) I have had 4 major tests (They couldn't just smoosh all the information into the final next week?), 1 math project, a history paper (8 pages with footnotes. It almost killed me.), and plenty more. Long story short, almost every ounce of time that I have had in the past few days has gone into one of three things; studying, homework and doing my best not to procrastinate, which for me, almost takes up more energy than the other two.
As a result, my roommate has come back to the apartment more than once this week to find me completely unconscious on my bed with my headphones on, my computer open and in front of me and my cell phone still in my hand because I had been playing a word game on it right up to the point where I crashed.
The only thing that has gotten me through this week is the bleak knowledge that resistance is futile, and in exactly a week from today, I will finally be home with my family with actual food instead of the processed crap I've been eating, and just in time for the holiday traditions to kick into full gear.
On a brighter note, after finishing all I had energy to do today, I was on YouTube and found this video.
I was procrastinating a little bit when he called me out on it. Oh well, Calculus can wait till the morning. Right?
The week before finals week.
Finals week in itself isn't too bad. Not every class you take has a "final" and I've been really lucky and have only ever had one test in a day. This gives me nearly 24 hours to study (more if I wasn't a procrastinator), and that is good.
But the week before finals week is not as merciful. It is during this period of 5 consecutive school days that all heck seems to break loose. Every teacher you have ever had is cramming whatever they hadn't been able to assign/ teach down your throat in a mad effort to prepare you for whats coming. This means a lot of homework, a lot of tests and a lot of stress.
This week (being the week before finals week) I have had 4 major tests (They couldn't just smoosh all the information into the final next week?), 1 math project, a history paper (8 pages with footnotes. It almost killed me.), and plenty more. Long story short, almost every ounce of time that I have had in the past few days has gone into one of three things; studying, homework and doing my best not to procrastinate, which for me, almost takes up more energy than the other two.
As a result, my roommate has come back to the apartment more than once this week to find me completely unconscious on my bed with my headphones on, my computer open and in front of me and my cell phone still in my hand because I had been playing a word game on it right up to the point where I crashed.
The only thing that has gotten me through this week is the bleak knowledge that resistance is futile, and in exactly a week from today, I will finally be home with my family with actual food instead of the processed crap I've been eating, and just in time for the holiday traditions to kick into full gear.
On a brighter note, after finishing all I had energy to do today, I was on YouTube and found this video.
I was procrastinating a little bit when he called me out on it. Oh well, Calculus can wait till the morning. Right?
Saturday, December 1, 2012
I haven't forgotten I swear
Hello Blogisphere. In answer to your question, no, I haven't forgotten about you. I've just been busy.
Thanksgiving was last week. Surprisingly, I didn't actually spend all that much time on the computer last week. So there wasn't much to report there. And with finals just around the corner, you can imagine how stressed out I am.
But through it all, I haven't forgotten about you. In fact, I've been scouring the funnies for you and I think you're going to like this.
I know my brothers do.
Give it up for . . . . *Drummroll* . . .
Dora the Explora.
Enjoy.
I promise I'll have something better sometime soon.
Until then, enjoy your week. :D
Thanksgiving was last week. Surprisingly, I didn't actually spend all that much time on the computer last week. So there wasn't much to report there. And with finals just around the corner, you can imagine how stressed out I am.
But through it all, I haven't forgotten about you. In fact, I've been scouring the funnies for you and I think you're going to like this.
I know my brothers do.
Give it up for . . . . *Drummroll* . . .
Dora the Explora.
Enjoy.
I promise I'll have something better sometime soon.
Until then, enjoy your week. :D
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