I hate Blackboard. It's a stupid thing that my university uses and it's the devil. This entire semester all of the students have been having nothing but problems with it. The first week of classes was ridiculous because it crashed multiple times and professors had to keep extending deadlines for assignments.
Since then it periodically and randomly just goes down at the most inconvenient times. I have homework due tomorrow and now, because stupid effing Blackboard won't work, I can't do it. &$#@! This is me, VERY frustrated.
Showing posts with label College. Show all posts
Showing posts with label College. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Scholarships are fun fun fun!
Scholarship applications are going to be starting soon for next fall and I need to get on that. I always feel completely inadequate whenever I fill them out, like there's something more that I should be doing.
For example, whenever I come to the volunteer section I always feel a bit of regret that I never have anything to put down. Between school and work I just don't have the time to go out and volunteer to help repair houses or work with kids or whatever else. I used to be able to volunteer for the newspaper at my old 2 year college and that counted because we weren't paid and I could do it on my own personal time. So far I haven't been able to find anything else flexible like that.
I also struggle with the essay section, I'm good at writing papers but when it comes to essays about myself I kinda suck. So here's to attempting to get free money. Keep your fingers crossed for me that I'll qualify for a few scholarships for next year and I won't have to take out a million loans to pay for school.
For example, whenever I come to the volunteer section I always feel a bit of regret that I never have anything to put down. Between school and work I just don't have the time to go out and volunteer to help repair houses or work with kids or whatever else. I used to be able to volunteer for the newspaper at my old 2 year college and that counted because we weren't paid and I could do it on my own personal time. So far I haven't been able to find anything else flexible like that.
I also struggle with the essay section, I'm good at writing papers but when it comes to essays about myself I kinda suck. So here's to attempting to get free money. Keep your fingers crossed for me that I'll qualify for a few scholarships for next year and I won't have to take out a million loans to pay for school.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Brain Infatuation
Whenever someone asks me "What's your type?" I always hesitate to give them my answer. Because the truth is, I really don't haven a specific type of girl I'm interested in. It all depends on the personality of the person. And when I say that, I get this look that says, "Yeah. Right." Granted, I understand that physical attraction is crucial for a first impression, but first impressions are wrong 95% of the time anyway.
Now if I were to describe one trait that each girl I've had an attraction for possessed then I would say it is intelligence. Although sense of humor is a very close second, I have a thing for girls with brains. And I don't mean genius level intelligence, I'm talking about someone who actually takes an interest in academia of any kind. I like girls that can form their own opinions and argue their side of the issue. For awhile now I've kind of had an inside joke with myself because I call it brain infatuation.
Recently, I noticed that I was starting to form just such an infatuation for one of my Comm. professors. I'll be honest, on the first day of class my first thought was that she is extremely cute. Hey, I said I didn't have a specific type, not that I was blind. She's attractive in that I-don't-know-I'm-attractive kind of way. As she started the lecture, my second thought was that she really knew what she was talking about, she wasn't just reading out of the book to us. And every day since then she has just confirmed to me more and more how intelligent she is, not just that since she has a PhD of course she's smart, but smart in a well rounded way that she can actually apply her knowledge so that her students understand what she's teaching.
I've also been spending one-on-one time with her as well because she's trying to help me get involved in an internship program for this summer, and so I have been able to see what she's like outside of the classroom. Then, last week it finally hit me that I'm totally infatuated with this ladies mind. It made me wish she were a student so that I could appropriately ask if she wanted to hang out giving me the opportunity to pick her brain about other topics than just Communications.
Now if I were to describe one trait that each girl I've had an attraction for possessed then I would say it is intelligence. Although sense of humor is a very close second, I have a thing for girls with brains. And I don't mean genius level intelligence, I'm talking about someone who actually takes an interest in academia of any kind. I like girls that can form their own opinions and argue their side of the issue. For awhile now I've kind of had an inside joke with myself because I call it brain infatuation.
Recently, I noticed that I was starting to form just such an infatuation for one of my Comm. professors. I'll be honest, on the first day of class my first thought was that she is extremely cute. Hey, I said I didn't have a specific type, not that I was blind. She's attractive in that I-don't-know-I'm-attractive kind of way. As she started the lecture, my second thought was that she really knew what she was talking about, she wasn't just reading out of the book to us. And every day since then she has just confirmed to me more and more how intelligent she is, not just that since she has a PhD of course she's smart, but smart in a well rounded way that she can actually apply her knowledge so that her students understand what she's teaching.
I've also been spending one-on-one time with her as well because she's trying to help me get involved in an internship program for this summer, and so I have been able to see what she's like outside of the classroom. Then, last week it finally hit me that I'm totally infatuated with this ladies mind. It made me wish she were a student so that I could appropriately ask if she wanted to hang out giving me the opportunity to pick her brain about other topics than just Communications.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk. And Music.
Through out my life I've had moments where I feel like I lose myself. It's not the kind of loss of self you experience when you get wrapped up in a work of art or some really great music, or an exciting project even. It's a very bad sort of loss, where I feel like I'm suffocating. Like there's a part of me missing and if I don't get it back my world is going to completely fall apart.
I had to deal with it a lot growing up. Then, it was caused by some very bad events that took place in my childhood. Now, with the wisdom that comes from years of dealing and picking up the pieces of wreckage I leave behind during those moments I see it's an almost uncontrollable safety mechanism. The loss is always triggered by something emotionally burdening and a part of me runs away with every fiber of my being, trying to hide from the pain.
While that is taking place, another part of myself steps forward and does whatever it takes to force myself through the hard times. It does it without concern of past or future consequences. Without concern for what is best or what is right. The only thing it has in mind is making sure I survive it.
This summer was another one of such moments. I had my heartbroken by someone I placed my trust in completely. My relationship with my mother was extremely strained after a very big argument we had. I had been told I wouldn't be able to attend college this year. For me, those were the most important things in my life. My family is my rock, school was my ticket to being able to help take care of my family in the future, and her, well I loved her with everything I had until I realized she never felt the same. Throw in issues with money and other smaller things that had been building up. My world had gone from stable to upside down in a matter of weeks and I couldn't handle it anymore.
It had been years since I was in such a bad place. I was floored. I saw that if I didn't find an escape soon, I wasn't going to make it. I needed an escape and it came in the form of alcohol. I didn't see a problem with it at first, all I knew was that the days and weeks were passing and I was still here, so something was working right.
After about a month, I was finally able to start pulling myself back together. I managed to dull the pain enough to be able to see what I really needed to do to get myself back on my feet. The end of the summer was fast approaching and if I was going to find a way to stay in school I needed to start immediately.
I stopped buying the alcohol and switched to smoking on occasion. I busted my ass, and found a way I could stay in school. I owe my uncle most of the credit for pushing me and not letting me give up on that.
The past month and half are a true testament to how far I have come from where I was during the summer. In an attempt to ensure that I don't slip back down to where I was, I've started this little ritual almost. I don't really smoke anymore, but the nights when I feel myself starting to get overly stressed and need that escape, I grab my iPod and go outside and have a smoke.
There's something moving about being outside at night alone. Across the street from my house is a park. I walk over and sit on the swings or the stairs to a slide and just listen to my music and look at the sky. By the time I'm done with my cigarette my mind is refreshingly clear of all the thoughts and worries that had been plaguing me earlier and I'm in state of complete relaxation.
Rarely ever do I feel a sense of pride in myself but this is one of those times. I didn't give up when I so desperately wanted to, I can make it through anything now.
I had to deal with it a lot growing up. Then, it was caused by some very bad events that took place in my childhood. Now, with the wisdom that comes from years of dealing and picking up the pieces of wreckage I leave behind during those moments I see it's an almost uncontrollable safety mechanism. The loss is always triggered by something emotionally burdening and a part of me runs away with every fiber of my being, trying to hide from the pain.
While that is taking place, another part of myself steps forward and does whatever it takes to force myself through the hard times. It does it without concern of past or future consequences. Without concern for what is best or what is right. The only thing it has in mind is making sure I survive it.
This summer was another one of such moments. I had my heartbroken by someone I placed my trust in completely. My relationship with my mother was extremely strained after a very big argument we had. I had been told I wouldn't be able to attend college this year. For me, those were the most important things in my life. My family is my rock, school was my ticket to being able to help take care of my family in the future, and her, well I loved her with everything I had until I realized she never felt the same. Throw in issues with money and other smaller things that had been building up. My world had gone from stable to upside down in a matter of weeks and I couldn't handle it anymore.
It had been years since I was in such a bad place. I was floored. I saw that if I didn't find an escape soon, I wasn't going to make it. I needed an escape and it came in the form of alcohol. I didn't see a problem with it at first, all I knew was that the days and weeks were passing and I was still here, so something was working right.
After about a month, I was finally able to start pulling myself back together. I managed to dull the pain enough to be able to see what I really needed to do to get myself back on my feet. The end of the summer was fast approaching and if I was going to find a way to stay in school I needed to start immediately.
I stopped buying the alcohol and switched to smoking on occasion. I busted my ass, and found a way I could stay in school. I owe my uncle most of the credit for pushing me and not letting me give up on that.
The past month and half are a true testament to how far I have come from where I was during the summer. In an attempt to ensure that I don't slip back down to where I was, I've started this little ritual almost. I don't really smoke anymore, but the nights when I feel myself starting to get overly stressed and need that escape, I grab my iPod and go outside and have a smoke.
There's something moving about being outside at night alone. Across the street from my house is a park. I walk over and sit on the swings or the stairs to a slide and just listen to my music and look at the sky. By the time I'm done with my cigarette my mind is refreshingly clear of all the thoughts and worries that had been plaguing me earlier and I'm in state of complete relaxation.
Rarely ever do I feel a sense of pride in myself but this is one of those times. I didn't give up when I so desperately wanted to, I can make it through anything now.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Procrastination is the Key...to Disaster!
Midterms are tomorrow. Now ask me if I've studied for any of them yet. The answer is no. Stupid procrastination snuck up on me and jumped my from behind, I'm innocent I tell you! It's a frame job! To be honest though, one of my midterms I didn't even know was this week until yesterday, but oh well. I'm sure I'll do alright on both of them.
I was talking on the phone with my mom yesterday and told her I had midterms Thursday and so she sent me this picture over Facebook. Yes, I'm friends with my mom on Facebook. Shut up.
This is so true. Whenever I study longer than 15 minutes I'm always like "Hmmm, now would be a good time for a nap." Come to think of it, I'm supposed to be studying right now and somehow I ended up at my blog.
I was talking on the phone with my mom yesterday and told her I had midterms Thursday and so she sent me this picture over Facebook. Yes, I'm friends with my mom on Facebook. Shut up.
This is so true. Whenever I study longer than 15 minutes I'm always like "Hmmm, now would be a good time for a nap." Come to think of it, I'm supposed to be studying right now and somehow I ended up at my blog.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Me Gusta La Musica!
Tune Wedgie of the Day: "El Rey Tiburon" By Mana
I don't know if I've mentioned it previously, but one of the classes I'm taking this semester is Spanish. My major requires two semesters of a language and since Spanish is supposed to be one of the easiest languages to learn and this will be my second attempt at learning Spanish, I figured what the hell, might as well.
So far things are going okay, but it's only the first semester, come second semester I'll probably be dying to be over with it. Languages just aren't my thing, I have a really hard time grasping the grammar concepts. It was hard enough learning them in English in grade school now I have to learn it in a different language?! What the eff man? What. The. Eff.
One of the cool things that my professor does differently from my other classes is at the beginning of every class she plays a some-what popular Spanish song. It's the same song for about three weeks, and at first it was kind of annoying because the first song was something lame and kind of boring by Nelly Furtado. No offense to any of her fans, I just didn't like the song.
The latest song she is playing I like much much better. It's called "El Rey Tiburon" by Mana, the name translates to "The Shark King." It has a really good beat to it and the lyrics are kind of funny in a weird sort of way. Not very often does a song make me want to dance, but every time I hear this song it makes me want to get up and do the cha-cha. Not that I CAN do the cha-cha. Well, not that I can dance at all really.
Anyway, here is the music video I found on YouTube for your listening and viewing pleasure. Even if you don't think the song will be your typical music style, it's definitely worth a listen at least once.
I don't know if I've mentioned it previously, but one of the classes I'm taking this semester is Spanish. My major requires two semesters of a language and since Spanish is supposed to be one of the easiest languages to learn and this will be my second attempt at learning Spanish, I figured what the hell, might as well.
So far things are going okay, but it's only the first semester, come second semester I'll probably be dying to be over with it. Languages just aren't my thing, I have a really hard time grasping the grammar concepts. It was hard enough learning them in English in grade school now I have to learn it in a different language?! What the eff man? What. The. Eff.
One of the cool things that my professor does differently from my other classes is at the beginning of every class she plays a some-what popular Spanish song. It's the same song for about three weeks, and at first it was kind of annoying because the first song was something lame and kind of boring by Nelly Furtado. No offense to any of her fans, I just didn't like the song.
The latest song she is playing I like much much better. It's called "El Rey Tiburon" by Mana, the name translates to "The Shark King." It has a really good beat to it and the lyrics are kind of funny in a weird sort of way. Not very often does a song make me want to dance, but every time I hear this song it makes me want to get up and do the cha-cha. Not that I CAN do the cha-cha. Well, not that I can dance at all really.
Anyway, here is the music video I found on YouTube for your listening and viewing pleasure. Even if you don't think the song will be your typical music style, it's definitely worth a listen at least once.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Moving Day
Today I'm helping my cousin move dorms at her college, which is the only reason why I am up before 11 on a weekend that I don't have to work. I'm kind of wondering how things are going to go today, when the whole family is involved something always happens.
Last time we helped her move into her dorm, her grandfather almost got run over by his own truck while her grandmother sat in the passenger seat staring at everyone yelling "BRAKE! PUSH THE BRAKE!" at her. She doesn't drive so she didn't know what to push, and luckily my cousin's boyfriend was able to help pull her grandpa out of the way in time.
When you think about it, at the time it wasn't funny, everyone was scared and freaking out trying to stop the truck and get my cousins grandfather safe. But now, every time it's mentioned the whole family breaks down in tears from laughing so hard.
Families certainly keep things interesting.
Last time we helped her move into her dorm, her grandfather almost got run over by his own truck while her grandmother sat in the passenger seat staring at everyone yelling "BRAKE! PUSH THE BRAKE!" at her. She doesn't drive so she didn't know what to push, and luckily my cousin's boyfriend was able to help pull her grandpa out of the way in time.
When you think about it, at the time it wasn't funny, everyone was scared and freaking out trying to stop the truck and get my cousins grandfather safe. But now, every time it's mentioned the whole family breaks down in tears from laughing so hard.
Families certainly keep things interesting.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Where has the time gone?!
Tune Wedie of the Day: "All I Wanted" by Paramore
It's already the middle of October! Whaaaaaaaaaa? How did that happen? Where has the time gone? I feel like I blinked and the past two weeks have flown by. I think being constantly busy has something to do with time going by so quickly. On one hand it's a good thing, I love being busy, but on the other hand, that means mid-terms are getting closer and I'm so not ready for them.
As usual, I've been slammed with school and work. I kind of wish I wasn't so busy so that I had more time to blog, it's my de-stresser and a time where I actually get to write for my own pleasure without a deadline.
On Tuesdays I have three classes and my last class of the day is one of the best classes I've taken in my college career. The class is basically about communication theory and it's really interesting, but what makes it so great is my professor. He is one of the funniest guys ever, he gets the entire class laughing every day which is part of what makes the class so fun.
Today, halfway through class, our building lost power. My professor stopped mid lecture and waits to see if an alarm is going to go off in case the power outage was caused by a fire or something. After standing in front of the class in silence for about 30 seconds he goes "Well I guess the buildings not on fire, so we can continue." Someone from the back of the classroom shouts, "Wait, we just lost power!" and another girl blurts out "And the internet went out too!" My professor stops for a moment and looks at them both, and in perfect comedic timing goes, "Well duuuuuh, what did you think would happen when the power goes out?" Gotta love college students and their incredible ability to state the obvious.
In other news, I picked up the new Paramore album last week. It was love at first listen. Paramore is by far one of my all time favorite bands, and their new album does not disappoint. A few favorites I've been listening to on repeat are "The Only Exception" "Misguided Ghosts" and "Brick by Boring Brick." The first two songs I mentioned are awesome because if you've been a fan of Paramore for a while, then you can hear how they're trying to grow as a band and expand their sound. The last one I like because it's classic Paramore. "Brick by Boring Brick" is true to their original sound, a perfect mixture of catchy guitar riffs, Haley's vocals and story telling lyrics, you can never go wrong with that.
Unfortunately, I'm off to bed my dear blog, I have class bright and early in the morning and thanks to some anxiety induced nightmares I am in desperate need of a good night's sleep. I'll be back this weekend, I promise.
It's already the middle of October! Whaaaaaaaaaa? How did that happen? Where has the time gone? I feel like I blinked and the past two weeks have flown by. I think being constantly busy has something to do with time going by so quickly. On one hand it's a good thing, I love being busy, but on the other hand, that means mid-terms are getting closer and I'm so not ready for them.
As usual, I've been slammed with school and work. I kind of wish I wasn't so busy so that I had more time to blog, it's my de-stresser and a time where I actually get to write for my own pleasure without a deadline.
On Tuesdays I have three classes and my last class of the day is one of the best classes I've taken in my college career. The class is basically about communication theory and it's really interesting, but what makes it so great is my professor. He is one of the funniest guys ever, he gets the entire class laughing every day which is part of what makes the class so fun.
Today, halfway through class, our building lost power. My professor stopped mid lecture and waits to see if an alarm is going to go off in case the power outage was caused by a fire or something. After standing in front of the class in silence for about 30 seconds he goes "Well I guess the buildings not on fire, so we can continue." Someone from the back of the classroom shouts, "Wait, we just lost power!" and another girl blurts out "And the internet went out too!" My professor stops for a moment and looks at them both, and in perfect comedic timing goes, "Well duuuuuh, what did you think would happen when the power goes out?" Gotta love college students and their incredible ability to state the obvious.
In other news, I picked up the new Paramore album last week. It was love at first listen. Paramore is by far one of my all time favorite bands, and their new album does not disappoint. A few favorites I've been listening to on repeat are "The Only Exception" "Misguided Ghosts" and "Brick by Boring Brick." The first two songs I mentioned are awesome because if you've been a fan of Paramore for a while, then you can hear how they're trying to grow as a band and expand their sound. The last one I like because it's classic Paramore. "Brick by Boring Brick" is true to their original sound, a perfect mixture of catchy guitar riffs, Haley's vocals and story telling lyrics, you can never go wrong with that.
Unfortunately, I'm off to bed my dear blog, I have class bright and early in the morning and thanks to some anxiety induced nightmares I am in desperate need of a good night's sleep. I'll be back this weekend, I promise.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Sexual Orientation?
Tune Wedgie of the Day: "Always" By Blink 182
I have orientation tomorrow for my new job, but I think it's funnier just to say I have a sexual orientation meeting tomorrow. Because deep down, I'm a 13 year old boy at heart and saying anything with the letters S-E-X in them make me go, heh heh...sex...heh.
I don't know yet if they're going to have me start work this weekend after I finish orientation, which is kind of a bummer because if I did then I could plan my weekend around my hours since I'm up to my ear lids in homework this week. I managed to kill two classes worth of work but I feel like I barely made a dent since I have a pretty complicated project due on Wednesday. So keep your fingers crossed for me that I can find the time to get it all done.
Note to self: For future reference, don't coincide starting a semester at a new university with getting a new job, it waaaaaay complicates things. Like, majorly dude.
I have orientation tomorrow for my new job, but I think it's funnier just to say I have a sexual orientation meeting tomorrow. Because deep down, I'm a 13 year old boy at heart and saying anything with the letters S-E-X in them make me go, heh heh...sex...heh.
I don't know yet if they're going to have me start work this weekend after I finish orientation, which is kind of a bummer because if I did then I could plan my weekend around my hours since I'm up to my ear lids in homework this week. I managed to kill two classes worth of work but I feel like I barely made a dent since I have a pretty complicated project due on Wednesday. So keep your fingers crossed for me that I can find the time to get it all done.
Note to self: For future reference, don't coincide starting a semester at a new university with getting a new job, it waaaaaay complicates things. Like, majorly dude.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
AWOL
Tune Wedgie of the Day: "Slow Dance With a Stranger" By Danger Radio
I know I know, I've been gone a few days, sorry about that. Things have been crazy busy here. My weekend was full, I went to a party on Saturday and then Sunday my Uncle dragged me out of bed hungover to go to a Detroit Lions game. Although they lost as expected I did have a good time. Then yesterday I was bombarded with a truck load of homework so other than a short nap I was working on homework almost all day Monday.
Right now I'm chilling in the food court waiting for my next class to start. I have a couple hours between my morning classes and my afternoon class. Normally, I go home and make myself lunch and just relax, but I figured I'd take advantage of the free time I have and get ahead on my homework that will be due this Sunday since I'm going to be starting my new job Friday. So I got myself a burger and some fries and got down to business on Spanish.
With my new job I'm going to have to start managing my time better since I'll have less time to do homework now. I got kind of lax since I've had the past month with no work and been able to just focus on school whenever I need to. Now I actually have time constraints.
Well, I'm off to my next class. Have a great day!
I know I know, I've been gone a few days, sorry about that. Things have been crazy busy here. My weekend was full, I went to a party on Saturday and then Sunday my Uncle dragged me out of bed hungover to go to a Detroit Lions game. Although they lost as expected I did have a good time. Then yesterday I was bombarded with a truck load of homework so other than a short nap I was working on homework almost all day Monday.
Right now I'm chilling in the food court waiting for my next class to start. I have a couple hours between my morning classes and my afternoon class. Normally, I go home and make myself lunch and just relax, but I figured I'd take advantage of the free time I have and get ahead on my homework that will be due this Sunday since I'm going to be starting my new job Friday. So I got myself a burger and some fries and got down to business on Spanish.
With my new job I'm going to have to start managing my time better since I'll have less time to do homework now. I got kind of lax since I've had the past month with no work and been able to just focus on school whenever I need to. Now I actually have time constraints.
Well, I'm off to my next class. Have a great day!
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Procrastination is the Key
Tune Wedgie of the Day: "21 Guns" By Green Day
I think part of the reason I started blogging again was because writing blog posts enables me to procrastinate when it comes to doing homework. Currently, I have to read 7 chapters worth of material in my text books, but instead I'm choosing to update my blog for the second time today.
Classes are going great, most of them are pretty interesting. Spanish is the only class I find myself getting bored with but that's only because the stuff is all review from the last Spanish class that I had. But so far I've been a pretty good student, I actually study when I need to rather than just saying "fuck it, I'm just going to take the test and if I fail it, oh well." I actually haven't even been procrastinating that much, but then again it's still only the second week of class. Though, I have noticed when I study my Spanish too much I start saying my English words as if they were Spanish words. So I think I'm going to cut back on my Spanish for a little while.
Well, I've managed to kill 10 minutes writing this blog post. I guess that's enough procrastination for now, I'm off to do some boring textbook reading.
I think part of the reason I started blogging again was because writing blog posts enables me to procrastinate when it comes to doing homework. Currently, I have to read 7 chapters worth of material in my text books, but instead I'm choosing to update my blog for the second time today.
Classes are going great, most of them are pretty interesting. Spanish is the only class I find myself getting bored with but that's only because the stuff is all review from the last Spanish class that I had. But so far I've been a pretty good student, I actually study when I need to rather than just saying "fuck it, I'm just going to take the test and if I fail it, oh well." I actually haven't even been procrastinating that much, but then again it's still only the second week of class. Though, I have noticed when I study my Spanish too much I start saying my English words as if they were Spanish words. So I think I'm going to cut back on my Spanish for a little while.
Well, I've managed to kill 10 minutes writing this blog post. I guess that's enough procrastination for now, I'm off to do some boring textbook reading.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Busy Busy Bee
Tune Wedgie of the day: "Hero/Heroine" by Boys Like Girls
It certainly has been a busy week. With school starting and running around like a chicken with it's head cut off trying to switch a class to a new time in my schedule and going to job interviews I'm wiped out. I had an interview today, it went very well, and I'll be getting a call to set up the second interview (I have to make it through three to get the job) later this week. I have another job interview tomorrow morning, this one is for a different job in case the first one doesn't pan out. Gotta have a back up plan!
I don't even have time to catch my breath this weekend since I'll be going up to my grandfather's to a BBQ festival and we're going to play a round of golf while I'm up there. I'm not complaining though, I love being busy and having stuff to do. When I don't have anything going on and I have way too much time on my hands, it's like I don't know what to do with myself. I start to get really depressed and just in a funk, which is why I'm loving being back in school.
It certainly has been a busy week. With school starting and running around like a chicken with it's head cut off trying to switch a class to a new time in my schedule and going to job interviews I'm wiped out. I had an interview today, it went very well, and I'll be getting a call to set up the second interview (I have to make it through three to get the job) later this week. I have another job interview tomorrow morning, this one is for a different job in case the first one doesn't pan out. Gotta have a back up plan!
I don't even have time to catch my breath this weekend since I'll be going up to my grandfather's to a BBQ festival and we're going to play a round of golf while I'm up there. I'm not complaining though, I love being busy and having stuff to do. When I don't have anything going on and I have way too much time on my hands, it's like I don't know what to do with myself. I start to get really depressed and just in a funk, which is why I'm loving being back in school.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
So Far So Great
So far all of my classes are going well, but then again it's only the first day of class leaving the rest of the semester for tragedy to strike. There's nothing especially spectacular or exciting about any of my classes that I can see, but I didn't really expect there to be since most of them are pre-requisites for the Communications Program I'm going into.
This semester I'm taking Spanish, two Communications classes and a Journalism class. Spanish is pretty basic, nothing new there. Although, one of my communications classes looks like it's going to be hilarious, the prof teaching it was a laugh riot the entire class period. He's definitely not your average professor considering he dropped "fuck" and "shit" ten minutes in. So he'll definitely make the class fun even though the material we'll be covering isn't that exciting.
On the other hand, random fact no one really wants to know, all of my classes are pretty far from one another and in 15 minutes I have to climb a million stairs and run across campus like a maniac to make it to each one on time. It's really kind of funny to me, I don't mind, it's just going to make getting to class another interesting college experience. Not to mention I'm going to have some killer toned legs from all the stair climbing.
You may be asking yourself, why doesn't she just take the elevators? Weeeeelllll, it's not that simple, the lines to get on the elevators are pretty long, so if I wait to get on, I'll end up being late to class, as opposed to running up the stairs and making it to class on time. So for now, I'm taking the stairs.
This semester I'm taking Spanish, two Communications classes and a Journalism class. Spanish is pretty basic, nothing new there. Although, one of my communications classes looks like it's going to be hilarious, the prof teaching it was a laugh riot the entire class period. He's definitely not your average professor considering he dropped "fuck" and "shit" ten minutes in. So he'll definitely make the class fun even though the material we'll be covering isn't that exciting.
On the other hand, random fact no one really wants to know, all of my classes are pretty far from one another and in 15 minutes I have to climb a million stairs and run across campus like a maniac to make it to each one on time. It's really kind of funny to me, I don't mind, it's just going to make getting to class another interesting college experience. Not to mention I'm going to have some killer toned legs from all the stair climbing.
You may be asking yourself, why doesn't she just take the elevators? Weeeeelllll, it's not that simple, the lines to get on the elevators are pretty long, so if I wait to get on, I'll end up being late to class, as opposed to running up the stairs and making it to class on time. So for now, I'm taking the stairs.
Monday, September 7, 2009
School Is Back in Boys and Girls
I've always been the weird child who at the end of every summer, eagerly awaits the ringing of the bell that signals the beginning of the first day of school. Now that I'm in college I can honestly say I don't miss the bell but I do look forward to the first day of class in the Fall semester. There's just something about walking back on campus after such a long break and navigating your way through halls and walk ways filled with students and into a classroom you'll share for the next 15 weeks with people you've most likely never met before.
Although, this time is different for me. I've transferred colleges over the summer and now it's that much more exciting since I feel like it's my first day of college all over again. I have an entirely new campus to learn, which is much bigger than the last campus I was on.
Part of the reason I'm always so excited for classes to start again is that going to college gives me a sense of purpose in my life. When summer break rolls around, I always feel like everything comes to a stand still and the only thing passing is the time. With so much free time on my hands I get bored easily.
So here's to the first day of the school year, I'll probably be dying for a break from all the homework come the holidays, but for now I'm going to enjoy it while I can.
Although, this time is different for me. I've transferred colleges over the summer and now it's that much more exciting since I feel like it's my first day of college all over again. I have an entirely new campus to learn, which is much bigger than the last campus I was on.
Part of the reason I'm always so excited for classes to start again is that going to college gives me a sense of purpose in my life. When summer break rolls around, I always feel like everything comes to a stand still and the only thing passing is the time. With so much free time on my hands I get bored easily.
So here's to the first day of the school year, I'll probably be dying for a break from all the homework come the holidays, but for now I'm going to enjoy it while I can.
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