So I guess it has been a while. I haven't really had much going on over the last few weeks since I have been on break, but I have found myself busy. I haven't been on here much either, because well I have new toys to keep me busy and found it important for me to completely de-stress before classes start again. This place just doesn't de-stress me.
So here it is, the first day of the semester and I actually feel good. I have lost the massive crick in my neck that I had picked up from stressing and I have also lost that I am going to rip you arm off and beat you with it attitude. I feel good…..for now.
This semester should be good. I have only 2 ½ classes to take….some psychology mumbo jumbo class, organic chem., and some ridiculous exit class they are making me pay 400 dollars for just so I can graduate. In a way I feel sad that this is my last semester at this college. It has been a big part of my life for so long. I have gone here twice and this will be my second degree, plus I am scared out of my mind that I start graduate school in a few months. I wouldn't normally be worried, but the school I am going to shoves 2 years worth of medical classes into one and 2 years worth of residencies into 1. I was also talking to someone about the way the classes run a few weeks back and she told me that majority of the people enrolled there now are on xanax, because it so intense. I hope I don't go off the deep end. I am also freaking out because I have to quit my job and go to classes from 8-5. I don't know where I am going to pull the money to make up for my income, but I can tell you it is going to be a bitch.
Today is also the first day of my diet. I have managed to gain almost 10 pounds in the last two months and although you really can't tell…..I feel it. I guess I have just had more time to eat being on break….this is the most I have ever gained though. And even though my clothes fit a little better, because I always have to get bigger sizes since they don't often carry my size in stores, it still sucks. Damn I so want that poptart that is in my desk drawer right now. *sigh*
Anyways…….have a great rest of the week!
(also michelle and michelle i answered your questions )
Update: So the poptart totally did not stay in my drawer. How the hell I am going to build up my will power is beyond me. I am turning into a weakling. I just got my ass kicked by a poptart. I am so ashamed. *sigh*
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