in the in-between

you know when you age a year, you expect to feel different? it's sorta like that for graduation, except nothing really happens; the world keeps revolving and i've still got a life to sort out. it's weird how in elementary you can dream up until hs and then hs you can dream up until college. But during college, you dream-skip 20 years into adulthood because you know what you want to be, only the how/in-between years are missing. now i've reached the in-between years and it's weird.

Almost. There.

The next few days are going to be killer. I don't officially finish my studies until Monday. I have a huge exam tomorrow and I'm on blogger...writing about how I should study rather than studying.

My body is useless. I feel a bout of sickness coming on which always happens around finals time. So on top of the stress, I have to deal with the ailments of being human! gah! I actually feel like throwing up right now. Beautiful!

My head kind of hurts from all this thinking and the only thing keeping me going is the thought of relief after this exam. I tried to calculate the minimum score I can get and still pass the class with a B...but that requires math skills, of which I unfortunately do not have! This is quite painful.

The thing that scares me is that I'm a horrible test taker. After the test, I still have a massive paper to edit, a presentation, and an html website to code. The end is so close, yet so far!

To sum it um, I feel like dying.

That is the drama queen in me speaking.

2 weeks.

I'm losing motivation! why why why!!

Here are a few songs on my repeat list:
Kinna Grannis - Valentine
I'm from Barcelona - Treehouse
Charlie Winston - Like a Hobo
Blue October ft. Imogen Heap - Congratulations
John Mayer - Perfectly Lonely

To answer the question, it's because my parents keep jumping light years ahead. They question me about NY all the darned time. NEWS FLASH: I am still trying to get my BA. I can't get my masters if I don't graduate first! Sigh.

I have two weeks of school left, a week of freedom, and then I graduate on May 8th.
Let the countdown begin!

dun. dun. dun.

Support system

I don't know how to stress the importance of an amazing support system. When I was deflated about the "after" of my future, my friends undoubtedly knew that I'd be ok. One friend in particular always had this unwavering faith in me, "I don't know what you will do, but I know you will do great things." (Thank you!) It's crazy that people can see the part that is seemingly undetectable to you. Whatever happen to self-realization?

So I present, 6 people to keep around you (because 5 is overrated):

The realist - This person will keep you grounded, keep you thinking. If plan A doesn't work then you don't worry because you already have a plan B ready. Who doesn't like plans?

The optimist - They pick you up when you most need them to and are somewhat of a lifeline, always thinking of the silver lining. With these kind of people around you, you will never despair.

The daydreamer - Who wants to always be serious all the time and ponder the things you can/cannot do. It's always nice to take a step back - revel, relax, enjoy - the magical world of what ifs. A break from real life is always refreshing.

The motivator - You want a support system filled with people that motivate and inspire you to be a better person. This person has everything you know you can have if you work hard - a beautiful, well-balanced life.

The clown - Everyone needs humor in their life. It's proven that you live longer with a few laugh lines on your face.

The comforter - This person will always be there to give you advice (preferably sound), pop open a bottle of wine to celebrate or wallow, and ultimately care.

The constructive critic - The operative word is constructive, meaning to benefit and improve. This person keeps you in check and forces you to reevaluate.

See how I left out pessimistic/negative people? You are your own worse critic. You probably put yourself down enough, don't need an outsider doing that job for you.


As an aside, I got into grad school!

Transitions.

I actually thought it would be harder to get back into the swing of things. The only thing I really hate is the amount of gossip I hear. I don't need to a know a lot about the mess that happened while I was gone. System overload of information.

Classes are a little bum because I'm a little bum.
3 fitness classes - Weightlifting, Kickboxing, Yoga
Minor class - Psychological Testing
Major class - Visual Communication
Random class - Creative Writing: Poetry

MWF are my "off days" so my weekends technically start on Thursday. Yay!

I really dislike girls that think they are know-it-alls. Seriously? Don't be a dumb ass just because you think I'm stupid. Newsflash: The only reason why I haven't been seen is because I've been gone for a year. That does not equate to noob.

Since I've been back and because it's still the first few weeks of school, I've spent my time engaging in the ATX nightlife. Fun Fun.

I met a person from Kazakhstan whom I call Borat and have met groups of Vietnamese people that make hella bank because they are radiologists. That's Austin.