All About G

It feels like I still have 20 years before I’m done.

I have so much to do. I wrote my lab report, and got a good portion of it done when I realized I was missing something. So tomorrow morning before my 8:25am I’m going to finish the paper and finish the homework assignment and print out the PowerPoint slides for psych class AND print out the reading for History and also the essay questions that Tom put up for us for the History final this Thursday. I also need to read a story and complete an activity in my Spanish textbook by Wednesday, not to mention my last phoner shift is Wednesday night (thank GOD they decided not to hire me next year; I HATED that job!). And I need to set aside SOME time to at least study for the exam on Thursday (Tom was so kind as to have us take our final this week, since his wife is due with a baby next week). And this is all just for this week, FORGET finals week.

But here, I’ll at least talk about some more positive things. I got my belly pierced It hurt like a bitch, and that was the second time in my life I was told that I have tough skin (I must be a crocodile or s… actually a cat’s skin is tougher than that of a human’s :3). A friend (crush) of mine and I have made plans to hang out sometime this week, which is totally awesome! Oh, and I don’t know if you remember me talking about the popular kids back in high school. Christine Mirabito, Teresa’s older sister and popular student, invited me to have dinner tomorrow, so I’m looking forward to that too.

A lot of stuff has been happening, and I mean a lot. I can’t remember half of it, seriously. It’s hard talking about it here, because not only is there so much going on, I have no energy and it feels like my brain is going to melt right out of my head. Ugh. It’s been so damn busy and in result majorly stressful. And at this point, I’m dangerously close to just screwing everything and abandoning my homework to relax a little. I at least managed to get the majority of my lab report done. Why the hell did she have to assignment so much junk for this week?! Gawd, did she think that we DIDN’T have enough to do?! There’s that stupid group project, and then this stupid lab, and then the stupid homework assignment!*ripping hair out*

Too much is going on. I think I should probably record a podcast. I feel like I’d be able to blurb better about all the crap that’s been going on. So I’d expect a podcast sometime in the near future, if I were you. Until then, I’ll either update my blog again, or… something… Yea, see what I mean when I say my brain’s going to fry and melt!?

Comments (1) Apr 28 2009

I’m tired. Too tired to give you a real update.

My feet hurt, my knees hurt. I’m so tired I almost feel like I’m high. My body just feels like a sack of lead. My head feels like it weighs a ton. My eyes feel like they’re bloodshot; they probably look bloodshot too.

My head is buzzing like it usually does when I’m depressed. My eyes keep unfocusing. And I’m not even done with all the shit I need to do.

I’m tired. I’m sad. I don’t want to be here anymore. I just want to go home where I can rest. Rest and not have to worry about turning in this paper on time, or finishing those four assignments before going to work, or covering someone’s shifts without taking away too much homework time, or gaining the motivation to do any of this stuff, or budgeting my time so that I have time in the first place.

I don’t really care that I have about two weeks left. I’m ready to be done and away from here. I want to come home.

Comments (1) Apr 25 2009

I meant to post this the same day as my heads up post, but I was too tired to.

I’ve been too tired to feel like doing much of anything. I’ve barely got the motivation to do any work (and ironically, I still faithfully attend each class). I feel like I haven’t had a real break since the summer after I graduated. And I suppose that is true; there was my 07-08 academic year, and the summer between freshman and sophomore year I took classes all the way until late July. I didn’t do anything school related for only a month, and then I came back for my 2nd year here. Three weeks is a break, but three months honestly makes all the difference.

I know spring break is only, what, 2 days away and all, but I feel like I’m not going to be able to really catch up on rest until summer. Hopefully I won’t be too busy. This next week, I’ll probably be doing a lot of snoozing… Of course, knowing how Kasedy likes to spend every waking minute with me, or at least, as much as she can (even though we both agreed that we’re drifting apart), I have the feeling I won’t be getting as much sleep as I expect to (and that may be a better thing, who knows).

Comments (0) Mar 04 2009

Today marks the end of the first week of the spring semester. And now to give my verdict.

Out of 18 credits, I’m actually only taking 14, but perhaps it’s due to the fact that my classes each day are so spread apart that makes it feel like I’m doing a hell of a lot more than just 18 credits. For example, Tuesday, my busiest day of the week, starts for me at 7:45am, and ends at around 7pm. No joke. I have classes all the way through till 7pm. And it sucks. Wednesday was particularly busy this week because I had two separate doctor’s appointments. That proved to be an interesting experience. And I’ve yet to hear how physical therapy is supposed to get rid of bone pain and straighten a bent bone back into place, but I suppose I’ll soon find out for myself.

I’m only taking five classes this semester — Statistics, Emergency Care for the Health Professional, Sport and Exercise Psychology, US History Since 1865, and Intermediate Spanish. So far, I feel like I’ll have the easiest time in spanish, psych and emergency care. And it’s not because of the subject material, because fuck you, I’m good at history and math. More like it’s the professors.

My three awesome professors; Noah, Annette, and Courtney, are all really awesome. They’re animated and they have a generally good feel about them. Noah is awesome and he’s always got a ton of energy, and it rubs off on me and keeps me interested. Annette’s quiet, but she’s really enthusiastic about spanish and it shows. And she’s very understanding. I already know Courtney from last year. She’s my adviser helping me get on track for a B.S. in Athletic Training. She’s cool too, not to mention the course is more hands on so I’m doing thing that keep me interested.

Emilie’s cool and she’s nice and all, but during Stats she’s not as animated as, say, Noah. She isn’t totally dull and lifeless, which is probably why I can keep myself awake during her 8am class.

Tom’s my history professor. It’s his first semester here, and after two class days with him, I can see it’s gonna be a bitch trying to pay attention in his class. He doesn’t give us notes in a power point presentation, he doesn’t write on the board. No notes from him at all. What he does is he paces back and forth in front of the class holding a few sheets of paper, and he just talks. That’s it. There are times when he starts rambling. And I have the hardest time just focusing on his words during class. Because over time it turns into droning, and then into a hum, and the next thing I know, I’m day dreaming about stuff and I missed at least half of the lecture. It really sucks, but I’m hoping that once we get to World War One and forward from there, I’ll be able to be more attentive.

Other than that, I’m pretty sure this semester will be a breeze as well. Lucky for me I’m interested in everything I’m taking, and the majority of the classes I’m in I have fun. Interest in the subject material + fun = a really kick ass grade. That’s why I did so amazing in P and C last semester in comparison to Intro to HPPE the year before.

Well, I guess I’ll just have to deal with sucky professors and whatnot. If it gets me the degree I want, then I’m going for it regardless.

Comments (6) Jan 23 2009