The Good, the Bad, and the Stressed

My excuse for procrastination used to be that I preformed better under pressure, which I still would not say is an entirely false statement.

Having just registered for my spring semester classes, I am looking back at this time last year and wondering how I ever managed to get anything done with the massive amount of free time I had. You may think I am being sarcastic in that statement, however I am not lying to you when I say that my responsibilities outside of academics were few and far in between.

Yes, I was a writer for the newspaper, and yes, I also worked for athletics...but to be totally honest, I did a whole lot of nothing aside from those two things.

A Review of Summer

Maybe the fact that I have so many friends and family that follow my blog keeps me from writing as I want about what I want. Maybe my mind is set too strongly on "assignment" and "grades" that I feel as if I must prepare a serious piece prior to even sitting down to type it. Maybe I am still not confident enough in myself as a writer to trust my own ideas and opinions without being instructed on what to write about. Maybe I am just lazy.

Sales Associates Are Your Friends

Patron enters a store and is greeted; "Hey! Welcome to [insert store name]! Can I help you find anything?" At this point, the patron smiles politely and says "No," or "No, I am just looking around." and the worker who greeted will return to whatever task the patrons' entrance had interrupted.

Things to do...

Most of my stress seems to stem, not from what I am involved with at the present, but what I will be doing six months, to a year, to ten years from now. Rather than focusing my energy and worry on a test next week or on an upcoming assignment, I tend to dwell on needing to get a job when I come back to school in the fall and whether or not I will be able to provide the money for car payments, gas, and sorority dues. I stress over whether or not I will be able to dedicate proper time to my academics, relationships, sorority events, journalistic endeavors, a job, as well as find time to sleep. Obviously I have been an anxious wreck these past few weeks as I contemplate what my sophomore year will entail. The hardest part for me is knowing that there is nothing I can do this very second to prepare for or lighten my upcoming load.

Year 1 AHSG. (after high school graduation)

"Time has a wonderful way of showing us what really matters" - Margaret Peters

I am reflecting on this quote as my first year as, not only being a college student, but also being an adult draws to an abrupt end. I know that I am definitely not ready to leave the friends I have made, nor am I prepared to leave the first place I have been allowed to stretch out and try my hand at this crazy world of making my own decisions and being relatively responsible for myself.

11 November 2014

Generally there are a few stereotypes for the passion behind a single blog post. In some cases, a writer simply wishes to type out his or her thoughts and writes, not for the world, but for personal pleasure or even practice. Another common reason to write is to share an opinion a writer believes the world absolutely needs to be made aware of. Another possible muse could be one person, real or imaginary, that the writer has a message for.