Keep busy, stay energized, remain happy.
Ok, I realize I just wrote about an hour and a half ago... But you all can just deal with that, I have a lot on my mind.
Why do we make our lives so hectic? I just had a small conversation with one of my roommates on activities, just in general. Shes amazing at the amount of things I do, and I do admit that I put a lot on my plate. I couldnt see not living like that though. At first I thought of it in a way that I'm just used to having my schedule so full, because thats what I did all growing up. And I do think that that is part of the reason. Also, there are just too many opportunities in life that you can pass up and shouldnt. You should do things that make you happy, and personally I need these things to put my life in order. So more so then keeping a busy life because I'm used to it, I think that the larger part in reasoning is to keep me in line. Keep me happy. Keep me preoccupied. Keep me from thinking. Take today for instance. Since labs havent started up yet, the only class I have today is photography from 4:50-7:30 (pm). So I woke up around nine, slowly got ready, went to the gym by ten, came back, took a shower, attempted to read some stats, but it was putting me to sleep, ate some lunch, went to the bookstore, and the market to get some food, and now I'm back here. I got back to my room about a half hour ago... 2:30 ish. I called my dad to tell him how much fun ski practice was last night, then had that mini convo with my roommate. So that brings us to now. And now, since I really dont have any work to do, and dont feel in a productive mood, I dont know what to do with myself for the next hour and a half. And after getting off the phone with my dad I was missing home again. Just like that. Last night was amazing, because I was rushed. Ran from class to ski practice, ran from ski practice to go out, ran from going out straight to my lofted bed. No time to think, just time to enjoy, become pleasently exhausted, and then sleep it all away. And sometimes, when I do have a lot of work to do, and that "things to do" list is piling up, I do feel stressed, really stressed actually. And then I wonder why I do so much. But again, I dont know what I would do without the stress. Dont get me wrong, I do love a relaxing morning, evening, or even day every once in a while. Who doesnt? But in general, I could not live that way.
I think the moral to myself from my own story is as follows:
Keep busy, stay energized, remain happy.
Break the rush, lose energy, become less happy.
Why do we make our lives so hectic? I just had a small conversation with one of my roommates on activities, just in general. Shes amazing at the amount of things I do, and I do admit that I put a lot on my plate. I couldnt see not living like that though. At first I thought of it in a way that I'm just used to having my schedule so full, because thats what I did all growing up. And I do think that that is part of the reason. Also, there are just too many opportunities in life that you can pass up and shouldnt. You should do things that make you happy, and personally I need these things to put my life in order. So more so then keeping a busy life because I'm used to it, I think that the larger part in reasoning is to keep me in line. Keep me happy. Keep me preoccupied. Keep me from thinking. Take today for instance. Since labs havent started up yet, the only class I have today is photography from 4:50-7:30 (pm). So I woke up around nine, slowly got ready, went to the gym by ten, came back, took a shower, attempted to read some stats, but it was putting me to sleep, ate some lunch, went to the bookstore, and the market to get some food, and now I'm back here. I got back to my room about a half hour ago... 2:30 ish. I called my dad to tell him how much fun ski practice was last night, then had that mini convo with my roommate. So that brings us to now. And now, since I really dont have any work to do, and dont feel in a productive mood, I dont know what to do with myself for the next hour and a half. And after getting off the phone with my dad I was missing home again. Just like that. Last night was amazing, because I was rushed. Ran from class to ski practice, ran from ski practice to go out, ran from going out straight to my lofted bed. No time to think, just time to enjoy, become pleasently exhausted, and then sleep it all away. And sometimes, when I do have a lot of work to do, and that "things to do" list is piling up, I do feel stressed, really stressed actually. And then I wonder why I do so much. But again, I dont know what I would do without the stress. Dont get me wrong, I do love a relaxing morning, evening, or even day every once in a while. Who doesnt? But in general, I could not live that way.
I think the moral to myself from my own story is as follows:
Keep busy, stay energized, remain happy.
Break the rush, lose energy, become less happy.