My first entry.. again
Ok let's try this again. I just spent a half hour writing my first journal entry, then went to click update, and there was an error and I lost everything I wrote. Great. Well, I didn't give up, I'm going to write the whole thing over again. Yes, I have lots of free time on my hands this week. Anyway, this morning I was reading my friends' journals, and I decided it would be a good idea to start my own. The past few nights I haven't gotten much sleep because I've just had too many thoughts running through my head. Nothing too important or stressful, just lots of different things. Most come from the fact that I'm going back to school on Monday, in less than a week. Anyway, I figured if I had a journal where I could express my thoughts in writing, this might help me clear my mind, and then in turn sleep better. We'll see, I'm going to give it a try. So here are some of the things that have been keeping me up. First of all, when I go back to school next week, it's sorority rush week. This has been stressing me out for quite awhile now. When I join a sorority, I am associating myself with that house not only for my 4 years at Cornell, but for the rest of my life. So obviously this is not a decision I want to take lightly. The problem is I only have 5 days at the houses to decide which one is right for me. After just 5 days I have to make a decision that will affect the rest of my life. No pressure there or anything. Luckily, though, I don't have classes next week. I don't know if I could handle both. My classes begin the following Monday. This is not going to be a fun semester. Last semester was very tough, and this semester could be about 10 times worse. I have 3 sciences, each with a lab, plus calculus 2 and a writing seminar. Oh yea, and my strenuous gym in which I have chosen to take bowling with Amanda, haha. Basically I am going to have to spend all my time at the library next semester doing the hours and hours of homework I will be presented with. Too bad I'm also going to be spending a lot of time with my sorority and also the many other things I'm involved in. How am I going to do it all? Good question, I'm not exactly sure of the answer. So this is where most of my stress and sleepless nights are stemming from. Back to school, always has been and always will be a stressful time for everyone. I am excited to go back, though. I miss my friends up there, and being home for all this time is becoming a little boring. While it is nice to relax, and especially to finally be feeling better again, enough is enough, and I'm ready to let next semester begin. Besides going to the Flyer's game last night, the most exciting thing I'm doing this week is going to help out at crew practice. Two more things I want to talk about. The Flyer's game was a lot of fun last night. Even though they lost to the worst team in the league, I enjoyed myself. It's always nice to go somewhere where you are surrounded by good looking guys to watch something you've always loved. And crew practice, the other thing I want to talk about. This is yet another one of the things I have been spending a lot of thought over lately. This past Saturday, I went to crew practice with Shan just to visit everyone from last season and possibly help out if needed (little did we know we'd be coaches for the day..). Anyway, after seeing everyone and running the practice, I realized how much I miss the sport. Crew was probably the best experience I've had in my entire life. And I'm not quite sure it's something I'm ready to give up. I thought I was ready. After writing to the coach at Cornell, I didn't want to have anything to do with her, and in turn the rowing program at Cornell. She told me I couldn't row. Not because my times were too slow, or because I didn't have good enough race results, or a good enough work ethic, but because I was too short. If you're not at least 5'5", you can't row. But you can try coxing, you'd might be good at that. Yeah, just what I wanted to do. Go from rowing stroke 2 years in a row to coxing. So I went up to school, putting crew out of my life. And hearing experiences from my friends who tried the sport, I thought I had made the right decision. The girls on the team were weird, the coach was horrible, and it took up way too much time. But after coming home and spending some time at practice, I'm starting to doubt my decision. The past few days, I have really started to consider what my options are. This upcoming semester, my hopes of joining crew are none. There is no way I have time for the rigorous spring season will all that I already have on my plate -- 20 credits and sorority pledging. However, next fall, when the season is less serious and strenuous, it might be a better time to reconsider. I will be better adjusted to college life, and I might have time for a sport. If I do decide to try crew, I would probably go out as coxswawin for the guy's team, either lightweight or heavyweight. I really have no desire to row (or cox) for the girl's coach, but I do believe I would like to try. If I decide I am serious about this, over the summer I will try and learn to cox and get some experience. Right now, this idea is sounding more and more appealing to me. However, when I go back to school, my mind might change. Maybe this idea is crazy, and I will wonder what I was thinking when I came up with this crazy idea. But maybe not, maybe I really would enjoy myself and find something I liked. It's definitely something I will be giving a lot more thought to in the future. But for now, that is a far time away. So this is my first entry. I have said everything I can think of as of right now, and I think I have written pretty much everything I had before my last entry got erased. I'm sure there will be many more entries to come. But for now, I'm off to the gym.