After a long 2-month absence from this blog, I am back. I was thinking about why I haven't blogged whilst at school and I was thinking of exactly why I haven't....Lack of time? Yea, but no, I've been busy, but not that busy. Did I die? Almost. What I really think it comes down to though, is the fact that I don't have a car at school. I always have come up with my best ideas for blogs and videos while driving, and now that I never drive, I seriously lack inspiration. But the good news is, I'm back for winter break...license and all.
My first semester at college while seemingly uneventful, taught me a whole lot of things:
1. Being an adult is a lot of a work:
I'm responsible for making sure my tuition gets paid, that speeding tickets from the summer get taken care of (oops), that my work tells the union that I stopped working in September (double oops)...and that's just the beginning. I've taken on a whole list of household tasks. Some I expected: I was already doing my laundry, I knew I'd have dishes, I knew I'd have to vacuum and dust. What I didn't count on was vacuuming at least once a week, the problems with plumbing when 2 girls are losing all their hair (more on hair loss later), and how much I don't have the things I need to cook a meal.
The plumbing story is a good one. Our sink drain was getting really gross. The stopper was surrounded by a gross mass of hair, food particles and miscellaneous other things that would no longer go down the clogged sink. One day I couldn't take it anymore, so I googled how to remove the plug and crawled under the sink to do so. I cleaned everything out that I could reach (It was soooo gross, luckily I was just getting over a cold and I couldn't smell it. But it was really gross...like I almost puked gross. And I have done a lot of gross things in my time with horses, so it was really bad.). So I got it cleaned and figured that I was good. Then, in the process of messing with the sink, I thought it was leaking, so we called an emergency work order and I cleared everything out....turns out, I'm just a little stupid. You know that hole sometimes in the front top part of a porcelain sink? Yea, water had just splashed out of that and ran down the pipe. Oops. Well at least our sink wasn't leaking!
2. College is stressful:
I like stress. I always have. But I was not prepared for the strain that I would undergo this quarter. I'm actually losing my hair now. Every time I shower, I pull out chunks of hair and I don't know why. It's never happened before and it's freaking me out. The first half the quarter I was doing really well. I was balancing everything: schoolwork, adventures, working out, hanging out. And then it caught up with me. I wasn't getting enough sleep, the work was getting harder and I just wasn't prepared. Midterms kind of stretched themselves from mid-quarter all the way up to finals week, so that was fun. But I made it! And I never have to take calculus again!!! So I'm good now. Ready for next quarter!
3. Keep an Open Mind
You never know where you are going to end up wanting to go. Majors change, post graduation plans change and you have to be ready to roll with punches. I'd hate to close a door now, assuming I won't want to go through it, and then fast forward to a place where all I want is to go through that door I closed for myself. It's about keeping an open mind for the places you can go.
It's also about the people you meet. Moving to such a big city, I've met a lot of different people who I never got the opportunity to meet back at home. And it's awesome. The variety I get to have in my group of friends is amazing. I'm honestly really excited about it. Which is funny, because I'm not really a people person. I don't know, it's just been pretty cool putting myself in new situations and seeing if I can handle them like an adult. And it's ok to mess up, because everyone does and college is a great place to figure things out.
No one knows where I come from. No one knows my family, no one knows my background and it's refreshing, but it's also a little exhausting. Having to represent yourself to each and every person kind of means you have to know who you are and what representing you looks like. It's like a crash course in being yourself. What you get to show other people is like a sleek, streamlined edition of you. They don't have to know all of the baggage that went into getting you where you are today, all they see is the (semi) finished product.
And that's strange.
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