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I had classes during the day...boring. Then I was actually a good student and went to the library for 3 hours and studied for all my tests. Tomorrow's gonna suck...I have to get up at 6:30 to be in class at 7:30, I have to give a presentation at 8, have a test at 9 and another test at 2. Talk about an exhausting day!
Tonight I had Xi Om chapter. Homecoming is next week, so the meeting went on forever so we could plan everything. We have exchanges with differnet fraternities everynight, along with contest events every day. Friday night we're gonna stay up all night making our float for the parade Saturday morning. I'll be really busy, but it will be fun!
So...now to my thoughts for the day.
I am such a worrier. I worry worry worry over everything and nothing, the tiniest little things, most of which are out of my control. But I don't know how to stop. Now, I've got myself worrying over something that I'm scared to do.
What do you do, when you are forced to face something that you are afraid of? (this is purely a rhetorical question) Say for example, that you are afraid of heights, but you love spending time with your 80 year old grandmother. And someone tells you that you can only see your grandmother if you walk the ledge on the roof of the empire state building. What do you do?
My answer is to face your fear of heights...and in a similar situation in my life right now, thats what I'm doing...making myself go through what I'm afraid of, in order to get what I want.
But I'm scared, and I don't want to do it.
I know that I'm worrying for nothing, and that as soon as it's over, I will be extremely happy that I did it, but for now, it's just looming before me, and I'm scared of it.
I know that other people in my position feel just as aprehensive as I do, and that makes me feel a little better....I'm not crazy.
Anyway, it makes me feel better, getting my feelings out...I don't really have anyone here that I want to talk to about this. Kathy just thinks I'm silly for being so afraid. So livejournal, it's all you!
And anyone reading, I'd rather not talk about it...it's kind of embarassing. Maybe when it's over with.
Anyway, you can all be proud of me for facing my fears even though I'm afraid!
Sweet Dreams
Snapple Fact: The first ball point pens were sold in 1945 and cost $12.00.
(Thanks Lear)
Tonight I had Xi Om chapter. Homecoming is next week, so the meeting went on forever so we could plan everything. We have exchanges with differnet fraternities everynight, along with contest events every day. Friday night we're gonna stay up all night making our float for the parade Saturday morning. I'll be really busy, but it will be fun!
So...now to my thoughts for the day.
I am such a worrier. I worry worry worry over everything and nothing, the tiniest little things, most of which are out of my control. But I don't know how to stop. Now, I've got myself worrying over something that I'm scared to do.
What do you do, when you are forced to face something that you are afraid of? (this is purely a rhetorical question) Say for example, that you are afraid of heights, but you love spending time with your 80 year old grandmother. And someone tells you that you can only see your grandmother if you walk the ledge on the roof of the empire state building. What do you do?
My answer is to face your fear of heights...and in a similar situation in my life right now, thats what I'm doing...making myself go through what I'm afraid of, in order to get what I want.
But I'm scared, and I don't want to do it.
I know that I'm worrying for nothing, and that as soon as it's over, I will be extremely happy that I did it, but for now, it's just looming before me, and I'm scared of it.
I know that other people in my position feel just as aprehensive as I do, and that makes me feel a little better....I'm not crazy.
Anyway, it makes me feel better, getting my feelings out...I don't really have anyone here that I want to talk to about this. Kathy just thinks I'm silly for being so afraid. So livejournal, it's all you!
And anyone reading, I'd rather not talk about it...it's kind of embarassing. Maybe when it's over with.
Anyway, you can all be proud of me for facing my fears even though I'm afraid!
Sweet Dreams
Snapple Fact: The first ball point pens were sold in 1945 and cost $12.00.
(Thanks Lear)