life as I know it at 3 am

LOVE ME.

That was Ed Sheeran, for the record.

Anyway: hello there, creatures of the night or early morning. I should be sleeping. It's 3 am and the ever so anticipated Hell Week is upon me.

Let's see... My 20 page paper is absolute crap at the moment and so is my presentation that I have to give on Thursday in Dow Lobby. I'm not even an Environmental Studies major and yet, I have to do a poster presentation on sustainability. 

Welcome to Alma College, folks. Where the distributive requirements require a lot more than you think when initially registering for classes.

My Stats exam is also an impending doom but hey, it could be worse. I could have more on my to-do list this week. I honestly could.

Finally, I have the Sex Games for Human Sexuality to prepare for. That is probably the only fun thing that I have to do this week.

I only have one Phi Sig meeting this week! WOO. Plus, it shouldn't take that long.

All I can say is: I cannot wait until after 1:30 on Friday. That is when my 20 page paper is due, which concludes my Hell Week.

Then...Finals Week. Which, if I remember correctly, is mostly over by Tuesday afternoon, gives me a two day break, and concludes with my Human Sexuality exam that is from 2-4 on Friday, also known as the last possible exam time slot.

I just cannot even believe how quickly this semester went by. I guess time flies when you're having fun, stressing out, witnessing all sorts of drama, living with 9 women, and overdosing on coffee on a daily.

Let's hope I don't shank anyone this week.

Instead, I hope to wake up and magically be DONE with ERRYTHANG while so jacked on coffee, I have no negative feelings about a dang thing nor any crazy mental/emotional breakdowns.

K...I think that's enough. My head is ready to explode.

blogging again, puffy paint, and ramblings of life as a college kid all in one

I haven't done this in a while and by that I mean only a few months.

Let's see...what's up with my life? Oh yeah, that's one thing I don't know for sure. However, I do know a few things and with that, here's a nifty bullet list that I may or may not expand upon the things I list:

• I go to Alma College and there's less than 3 weeks left in this semester. Let's just say that I'm terrified and have been procrastinating, having emotional crap going on, not caring, or a combo package of all three.
• Puffy paint > everything else
• I'm going to an ugly sweater party tonight. Should be fun. Keyword: should. Let's hope my sweater is ugly enough.
• My day has been rather off today mostly due to the emotional crap I mentioned previously. 
• It's sunny currently so maybe that'll help.
• I like coffee. 
• I need to be productive...on something...what was it? Oh yeah...my paper.
• I played hooky from a class I haven't skipped at all this semester today, dropped off my car at the tire since the tires are cruddy, went shopping for an ugly sweater, ended up buying two sweaters, and accompanied my roommates to pick up a Phi Sig sweatshirt. 
• I'm now 21 and it's pretty grreat.

I'm trying to think of where exactly I was going with this.

Mostly: ALL the stress. ALL the unrequited love. ALL the no money for new tires angst. ALL the homework. ALL the pages of said paper. ALL the frustration. ALL the excitement for everything not related to school work.

On the puffy > everything else note, I spent the last 3 days puffy painted this GIANT beer mug that my brother got me for my birthday. If filled, it is going to be practically impossible for me to lift with one hand. I basically used every color I owned excluding brown more than once and painted a unicorn on it... It's pretty epic and I'd include a picture but it's already on Twitter and Tumblr so it won't be hard to find. 

This has been relatively long for what I usually post.

Get ready for more though. It's going to be intense, like camping. (Like in-tents...only...intense. Yeah. It's not that original. I stole it from someone else so spoiler alert.)

I suppose I'll leave ya'll with something funny. *hint: it might be a unicorn*

Super disturbing, I know, but hey...welcome to my life! It only gets "better" from here...trust me on that one.

Something good can work

That's my conclusion about this summer. Something good can work, given enough time and patience. Like they always say, good things come to those who wait.

So...where did this "something good can work" mantra come from, you may ask? Well, Something Good Can Work happens to be a song by Two Door Cinema Club. I was introduced to this band over the course of this summer and became semi-obsessed. Basically, I jam to this song whenever I need to believe in the power of wishful thinking, which is often. It's honestly been the song of my summer.

On a side note, I really have been slacking on my blogging in 2012. Only 10 posts, compared to 2011's 66?! It's crazy. Either that or I'm just crazy busy nowadays.

But oddly enough, I feel like I have more insight somehow. I'm just not sure how. 

Finally, in less than a week, I'll be moving some things back to Alma for my junior year--which is freaking me out in the best and worst ways.

That's all I've got, yo.

Thoughts.

I miss college.

However: I actually really love being home for once in my life. This summer has been pretty damn good, as far as summers go. I've actually felt like Sandusky is my home again and I should be proud to be from around here. Last night was a reminder of how much I love my hometown. I hope I make more memories like this during these summer months. Maybe this is why I quit band--so I could spend more time remembering that my home is truly where my heart is. Who knows?

What I do know is that if you actually go somewhere and try to be the best person you can be, you feel totally great about yourself and you forget about all the negativity that once tore you apart.

Here's to more bonfires, more energy drinks, more late nights, more good conversations, and more memories.

History sure loves to repeat itself these days...

I'd consider this an episode of karma being its usual bitchy self and me taking note of that.

Anyway, it's just one of those things that I never thought would happen and hopefully, there's some valuable lesson to learn from this and it's not just sweet revenge.

I suppose I get to find out. Starting tomorrow or something.

If I could find a way to see this straight, I'd run away to some fortune that I should have found by now.

Things and stuffs

So. It's my summer vacation already and I've been doing next to nothing with my life. I need to do more with it, but I'm used to this feeling of not knowing where to start. I'd honestly be content with a few more days of staying up until 3, going on the Internet for hours on end, learning to play guitar, and drinking Mountain Dew Voltage with my best friend but at the same time, I know that there's something more just waiting to be discovered...but I'm too lazy to discover it. Either that or I'm too afraid that this new opportunity will force me out of my complacent comfort zone. I don't know. I never know these days.

I just have to remember that this summer is only what I make of it. Last summer sucked because I focused on everything that was shitty in my life. This summer hasn't started well because of that. Oh history, how you repeat yourself...

I'll make this a summer to remember. Well...maybe.

Don't be the judge.

We need to stop judging people. You don't know their life; therefore, you shouldn't make judgments towards people that are unfair and unnecessary. I know it's a natural thing to think "oh this person is... *insert word here*" but it's truly ridiculous how much we can judge and then, find out later that they've gone through more in life than you ever imagined. Besides, it's not your job to judge--it's God's. 

Oh, the things you can realize at Honor's Day presentations...

90's music

It always makes me feel better. It takes me back to a simpler time when I was young and didn't have anything legitimate to worry about. I still worried, mind you, but it's nothing compared to the college and major life decision making worrying. There's plenty more to worry about now. However, there's so many more great opportunities in my life now... I'm at an awesome college with people that I love, my faith in God is becoming stronger, I might get to go to England next May and I'll hopefully be performing brain surgery--on a rat, mind you--next Winter term. Who knows? I might have an internship in Chicago or Philadelphia next summer. I could be joining the Peace Corps after I graduate in 2014.

Fuck the world ending. My dreams will never end.

This went waaaaaay off topic but that's okay. These are my words; therefore, I can do what I want with them.

You didn't have to stoop so low.

So. Much. Caffeine. 

I've never had a bigger caffeine high than I'm currently having right now. 1.) I had coffee--apparently, Caribou Coffee has a strong effect on me. 2.) I decided to have bottled and very sugary tea after that, since I was thirsty. 3.) According to my best friend who knows everything there is to know about hyperactivity, red dye makes people hyper and there was red dye in my 7-Eleven Slurpee. (That was a run-on sentence but I really don't care, at this point in time.)

The point is, that I am FINALLY getting tired. However, my stomach feels gross, since that's probably how sensitive I am to caffeine. In other news, it was absolutely beautiful outside this afternoon but unfortunately, my spring break is OVER. Sad day. 

I pay attention to what's behind your words.

It's almost time for Spring Break. Aren't I lucky? I'm not sure how I'm going to occupy myself for the 9 days I have in a small town in the thumb of Michigan. Perhaps, that's the beauty of not knowing--getting to do whatever your heart desires.

2012

A new year, a fresh start, a clean slate. Whatever you want it to be. It can bring any sort of change: a new friend, a new outlook on life, a new boyfriend, a new car...a new beginning. Not just new things but negative things too like death, heartbreak, losing friends, losing time, developing bad habits like drinking alcohol in excess or trying different types of drugs, and essentially losing track of yourself.

However: there is always a little darkness before the dawn.

The best thing to do is to not fear the new year. Remember that the past year happened and you can't go back to change it, to take back your lost innocence, hide away your past regrets, or un-bury the hatchets you've already buried. It's time to take the new year head-on with no doubts. You can do it, since you've been celebrating a new year ever since you can remember.

Goodbye, 2011 and hello to 2012. Make this year a good one.