A Reward Deserved

I got my grades for the semester and I'm thrilled to have my first 4.0 semester. I took five classes this spring and keeping up was exhausting but I have great grades to show for it.

This summer I'm taking fifteen credit hours and I'm going to try for all A's again. I don't know if I can get my article ready by the 20th if I have to devote so much time to classes, so if it comes down to one or the other I'm choosing school.

I haven't been working out lately and it feels like my life has revolved around school so much that I'm not as happy as I should be. I need some fun in my life. I'll try to be positive. Soon I'll get my new apartment and eventually a puppy. I'll get to see my new niece at the end of the summer and the rest of my family who I miss lots. Life is good.

Whew! I'm Glad That's Over.

Ah. The semester is over, I feel optimistic about my grades, I can finally start working on my article for May 20th, and as soon as I hear back from an apartment manager I think I have a new home. I'm feeling so much better. I couldn't make the trip up to Michigan to see my family, but I'll have more time for a visit in August anyway. I'll be able to see my new niece then, too.

I'm feeling nervous about the article. I know that's a good sign, but I still worry that it's not going to be good enough and I'll get rejected. The silly thing is I'm sure I can handle the actual rejection; I don't know if I would deal well with criticism piled on top of the rejection, but it's rare that an editor offers criticism.

Classes start up in about a week for the summer term. I hope to be vocal in all of them. Participation should be important in all of them, but will be especially necessary in the lit. classes.

Need Shelter, Need Rest

Well, I'm hanging in here although this is the most stressful part of the semester and I'm under so much stress from that AND trying to find a place to live. I'll be checking a place out in the morning. Let's hope it's a good one. As far as school, I'll get it done. I always do. Then I can focus on my writing and getting to the gym. . . until classes start again in a week and a half.

A New Challenge

First thing this morning, I answered a call from Wright telling me that he was published in the local news publication The Pulse. I'm really proud of him and for me this is exciting. Until I met Wright, I didn't think I could try to get my work published yet. Then I found out he was already trying to make it into a publication.

Now that he's made it into something I feel like I could do it too. All I have to do is stop pushing my work aside and thinking it's not good enough. It's time to get serious. Maybe I'll make this my next challenge. Four weeks to submit a work to a news source of some kind. I can get rejected. That's fine. But I have to at least put it out there. Okay, May 20th will be the day. Any suggestions will be welcome. I'm getting nervous already. That's good.

Which Way is Progress?

I'm still trudging through these last few assignments. I chose to relax last night rather than work on the anthro paper I need to turn in today. It's hard to motivate myself these days but that may have been a bad idea last night because I don't have anything written and I still feel unmotivated.

I feel like I'm on a plateau and I can't figure out how to move up. I don't know what to do to push myself farther past my anxiety boundaries, and I don't know how to elevate my writing or get it noticed. I'm sure this will pass. I just wish I could see things falling into place.

Today I need to be productive. I will get my assignments done. I always do. We'll see how today goes...

It All Started In My Childhood...

It's amazing how tired I am at the end of the semester. With all the assignments I need to get done and turned in, I'm constantly worried that I won't make it in time. It makes it hard to do even simple things like update my blog or throw in a load of laundry. All I want to do is sleep. Sleep is so easy and rewarding.

I saw my counselor yesterday. I'm disappointed in her. She has practically nothing to offer me for advice on pushing past my boundaries. All she did yesterday was sit there and listen to me go on about everything that's gone on in the past month. Occasionally she'll ask something, but today I had to do all the work and she gave me nothing. I could have gone to anyone else and gotten more useful guidance - and I plan to. My friends and readers are better counselors that a trained professional. I'm sure of it. So, from now on I'll still go see Angel, but I'll be seeking most of my counsel elsewhere. Yes, I'll probably be coming here with more questions, and feel free to dispense advice.

A New Friend

Just got back from a party at David and Catherine's house. They're a couple of people I've known for a while, and I was so happy to get to spend some time with them at long last. I tried to get Allie to come along but she was too tired so I went alone and caught up with Catherine and Krystal. Lots of old friends. A few new faces. I'm glad I went.

I'm trying to get a dog. I'll be going to look at one tomorrow and she's absolutely adorable. She's a chihuahua/bulldog mix and she's two already. Don't ask me why I feel like I need to get a dog. Sometimes a person just needs a dog.

Isn't she so cute?!