It’s an unavoidable fact. I’m a hoarder. Just as all hoarders, I find something incredibly significant with material objects that are incredibly useless. Well guess what? This hoarder just got bitch slapped by my new and improved (okay on the way to improved) self. And this new self is going to be a cold, hard, and determined woman who is ready to live in twice as less crap than she did in the past two years of her college life.
Guys! I can’t believe it! I finally made it through my second year of college! People really don’t lie, time flies by so fast. While I usually say my year has been “eh”, or “okay”, this year was definitely a roller coaster. (Is that term overused? Well I think this is the first time I can appropriately use it to describe my life).
During spring break, I fantasized about the extremely wonderful spring quarter that I was going to have. It would be sunny, warm, exciting! I would take fantastic notes, do well in my classes and meet so many new people and join so many clubs! Suffice to say, spring quarter started nowhere close to what I expected, but I’m not mad at that. (Okay maybe a little).
Hi everyone! With the whole bullet journaling craze, or what I think is a bullet journaling craze, I would like to share what my journaling process has been like. Spoiler alert, there is no process. In all honesty, it’s more of a diary than a journal but since I’m past the age of 12- I would rather call it journal.
Winter quarter felt like I took a long hike through a beautiful trail with fantastic weather that somehow managed to lead me to a series of obstacles like a roaring river or some random bottomless pit I somehow managed to cross. A rollercoaster ride is one of the most overused cliches to describe life, but this time I really felt like it accurately described winter quarter for me.
So for some reason, I have this habit where I want to do sooo many things, that I end up doing absolutely nothing. Nada. Zip. It’s so frustrating! I can’t believe I do this honestly. It’s been happening for the past year in my first year, and it’s happening right now. I waste so much of my time looking at the opportunities to do things, that I never even have the chance of ACTUALLY doing them.
How in the world is it already November? We are a month away from DECEMBER GUYS. The last month of 2016. I guess this is a good and a bad thing. Good because we get to start 2017 which I hope will be a bit better than my 2016. Bad because guys, it’s already NOVEMBER 2016. I remember NOVEMBER 2015 like it was yesterday. I still feel like a first year how is this possible.
Back to school is the weirdest feeling. It’s not the same high school back to school where I buy a couple notebooks, think about what my period 1-7 might be, then see my usual friends at our usual spot. It’s also not like my freshmen year where I had an entire staff team dedicated to making me feel right at home in college. Now, it feels so…off.