Funny how quickly things change...
My life is a whirlwind and I'm trapped for the ride whether I want it or not right now.
I dropped Anatomy. I couldn't handle taking 2 lab sciences with 21 credits and the two preceptor classes, making a grand total of 27 credit hours. Now it's technically 23. Which is slightly more managable. But still nuts. Add ASME, working 10 hours a week, and all my different groups of friends (all of which don't like mingling).
Oh, I have tendonitis in my left foot. I kind of just let it go for a few days before I went to the doctor and it got progressively worse for a while. I guess compared to last week I'm doing better but even with the ibuprofin and the icing of it at night, it's killing me. My friends have been trying to keep me from frisbee and that's killing me even more. I need the release iof chasing a disc and pushing my body. I need to run. I need the air rushing past me. It's an escape that I'm deprived of and it makes me really unhappy.
I almost broke down last night for no real reason. I'm starting to worry about my own sanity now. That's probably bad. But Mike and Eric came to my rescue and we watched Lucky # Slevin. Really good and really bizzare movie. I did guess a good chunk of it but it still had a few tricks up its sleeve. I still nodded off a little bit. Shh...
I've realized alot of things about me have changed in ways that I don't like or approve of. I'm not the same person I used to be and I'm not as self-actualized/confident/aware of myself as I was a month ago or even a semester ago and it makes me really sad.
I dropped Anatomy. I couldn't handle taking 2 lab sciences with 21 credits and the two preceptor classes, making a grand total of 27 credit hours. Now it's technically 23. Which is slightly more managable. But still nuts. Add ASME, working 10 hours a week, and all my different groups of friends (all of which don't like mingling).
Oh, I have tendonitis in my left foot. I kind of just let it go for a few days before I went to the doctor and it got progressively worse for a while. I guess compared to last week I'm doing better but even with the ibuprofin and the icing of it at night, it's killing me. My friends have been trying to keep me from frisbee and that's killing me even more. I need the release iof chasing a disc and pushing my body. I need to run. I need the air rushing past me. It's an escape that I'm deprived of and it makes me really unhappy.
I almost broke down last night for no real reason. I'm starting to worry about my own sanity now. That's probably bad. But Mike and Eric came to my rescue and we watched Lucky # Slevin. Really good and really bizzare movie. I did guess a good chunk of it but it still had a few tricks up its sleeve. I still nodded off a little bit. Shh...
I've realized alot of things about me have changed in ways that I don't like or approve of. I'm not the same person I used to be and I'm not as self-actualized/confident/aware of myself as I was a month ago or even a semester ago and it makes me really sad.