Speedbumps
This semester has been a total 180 from the last one. Last semester was easy, relatively calm, a type of anonynmity, freedom, fun classes, new friends. This semester has already proven to be stressful, frustrating, difficult.
I’ve already talked about how rough the class load is, so I’ll keep my complaints to a minimum on that front. And as many know, I’ve moved out of the Honors community of buildings and into the quads with my friends. That’s been pretty interesting. Living with friends is fun, and I am starting to work out the balance of friends and school and private time. The move itself was extremely stressful and time consuming, but it’s definitely worth the experience of living with my friends (something that won’t be possible next semester or the semester after that).
People from high school tried to get in touch with me again, some of whom made me happy and others who I would prefer not to talk to again. Conway and those who come from there are notorious for drama. I’m glad I am out of there right now. I like who I am here better.
I’ve been running around trying to get paperwork done too, getting my passport for Nicaragua as well as a bunch of school/scholarship type things. Deadlines are everywhere. Speaking of deadlines, I’m still working for the newspaper, you can check out my articles on the newspaper website. Comments are enabled over there, so feel free to give me your opinion!
The snow day was amazing. Having a day off was exactly what I needed. I just keep pushing through each week counting the days until Friday, which is not the optimal mindset to have, so any chance to clear my mind is good. Ashley, Todd (check out his blog on my blogroll!) Yan, Ashley H, and everyone else in my little posse attempted some sledding with minimal success. But the fact that we were outside and the fact that we were together was what is important.
My dear, dear friend Heather is suffering the loss of her grandfather, who has less than 24 hours to live. I’m not super religious or anything, but it couldn’t hurt for people to keep Heather and her family in their thoughts. She’s like a sister to me, and her family is like my family.
All in all, life is what it always is: chaotic, fun, sad, tiring, full of love, full of stress, full of friends and family and events and paperwork and bad/good weather and as always, worth experiencing to its fullest. Whenever I feel like I can’t do it, whenever I raise my hands and cry out “I should change my major to something easier” or “why even bother with people!” I just have to remind myself that sometimes it is the struggle itself that makes things worth it. It is in overcoming our stress and our losses and our frustration and our weaknesses and laziness than we find our joy – the joy of doing our best and being around the people we care for.
I’ll be uploading pictures as soon as I get some more batteries for my camera.
Have a wonderful day!
