Now, in this semester I can’t say that I’ve made many new friends but I have made some pretty cool acquaintances that could turn into friends. There’s something that I have come to realize though, I depend on them a lot. As I wrote in my last post, I’ve been pretty nervous about finals and I had my first one today but as I stood with a classmate outside waiting in the hall for my teacher to unlock and already unlocked room, I realized that just having someone familiar around put my nerves somewhat at ease.

After this thought came to my attention, I realized how much it rang true for the rest of my classes, too. For instance, during my exit essay I was so relieved to have a fellow essay writer sitting next to me, one that I saw almost everyday for the past three or so months and then for my group presentation I was relaxed as my friend walked through the door to present with me, and not just because she had the power point but because she was somewhat of a comfort zone.

So even though you may not talk to all of the people in all of your classes, they really are important, even if you don’t quite realize it.

Good News: SCHOOL IS OUT! I mean who is not excited about that. I had so much stress that I had a grey hair in my head, and I am super young. The second part of my good news is that I only have two exams next week which I am very happy about because I don’t have to study that much to an extent.

The Bad News: I have to write two essays for Humanities on two different cultures which is not hard but the hard part is that I have to memorize both of these essays and remember key points and write out both of the essays again which is causing more grey hairs. That is on Monday, but I will be happy when I get done with this. My other exam is in Chemistry and the final is a state exam which is cumulative, and that means that I have to study all 10 long chapters. I mean it will take some studying but it is achievable. I don’t think that I have gotten so many grey hairs in 20 years like I have this semester.

I am just glad that this semester is over so I can concentrate on these final exams. I hope that you all are just as happy as I am that school is out, and I hope that you all do well on your finals! STUDY HARD!

This is the excellent news. More good news is that my math final is only 25 questions… Then again, I’m not so sure that this is a good thing. I mean, the fact that there are less questions means that each of those questions I get wrong, even more points come off. Honestly though, there’s no way that I’m failing. Math 99 has been helpful to me in reminding me of things and showing me easier ways of getting to an answer but honestly it’s not that hard! Still, I can feel my nerves getting to me…

So finals week is coming up and much as I don’t want to freak out like everyone else, I find that I am. For instance, my ASUO final is on Monday and honestly I don’t even need to go to get a B in the class. Of course, I am going to go to pull up my GPA and whatnot but nevertheless I still feel nervous about it.  It’s quite frustrating because I can’t control it and it seems to be all I can think about. This stress was certainly not something I was expecting.

On the plus side of things – because I always like to find a plus side – this time tomorrow a week from now, I will be home free. Just saying.

I don’t know about you guys, but I couldn’t be happier about having three big exams next week because I have most of the week off! Oh the joys of college. I don’t think I’ve ever had this much free time in my life and I still have work and play rehearsal to think about. Then again, maybe it isn’t that I have so much more free time than I used to but that I appreciate it more. Yes, that’s probably it. I mean, after all, you don’t know what you’ve got until you don’t have it anymore.

Though this seems like a pretty happy post, I must say that I’m incredibly frustrated. So, I’m not ashamed to say in learning support and unfortunately that means that I can’t register until I find out if I passed math 99. Ugh. This means that I can’t get the classes that I want. I honestly want to take English 1102 from my same professor but unfortunately she only has one 1102 class and it’s already full! I also want to take a yoga class and nope, all full. It’s ridiculous and unfair and I hate it. Sigh. Something seriously needs to be done about this system  because it’s not working for me! Or anyone for that matter!  But no worries, I will get the classes I want. It will all work out.

And you know what? I’m so incredibly happy and relieved right now that I’m actually able to come up with things creatively. Ah, so nice. I certainly hope everyone else is enjoying this.

This realization really all began because of Thanksgiving break. You see, as I mentioned before, there are five children staying at my mothers house. You know what children are really good at? Carrying around ailments. They are little baskets of far too weak immune systems just waiting to catch a few and spread them around like Christmas cheer to all of whom they love. In my sicked state the only medicine I had was NyQuil and I had no desire to sleep so in my fever, medicine induced delirium I found a new appreciation for the concept of “love at first sight”

I’ve never liked the idea before. I was thoroughly infuriated and disgusted with how Romeo and Juliette carried on in what I believed to be lust. I mean, how could you possibly love someone you don’t know? Then I got to thinking. How do you actually know someone, fully? Is it by how they will react in any given situation? I mean that seems the most logical. People are composed of their experiences and how they react to them. Assuming this, you have to realize that there are infinitely many situations one can be put into so, thus, a person cannot possibly know even them selves fully because they cannot physically put themselves into all of the infinitely many situations.  The best we can do is make an educated guess as to how we will react.

So now that it’s impossible to fully know someone who’s to say love isn’t something more than a bunch of chemicals following the idea of carrying on the species. In theory that’s really our main function, carrying on the species. In that case, if the pheromones are right, your subconscious agrees that this person will make promising offspring, who’s to say that’s not love? Gosh… I just made it sounds super depressing… It sounded way better in my head… I thought I was proving to myself something mystical and fairytale-esque was possible and I just melted it down to biological urges.

I was talking to a friend about how he did on the test and he was just flaunting on he did so great and what not, but I mean who cares what he got. JK! I went to the JSAC, and I started to talk to some friends and I told my friends that I didn’t want to look at it so about half of them tried to take the test from me but I didn’t let them get it. So I put the test in my book bag, and I left put it down. So I walked away for a few seconds and I see that my friend has my test waving it all around. He was like I don’t know why you was so worried about it because you passed your exam with flying colors. I looked at the paper and jumped up and down. I was so happy to have did so well on this exam. THAT TEST GRADE JUST MADE MY DAY!

I know that for some this seems like a crazy thing but it seems like the older I get, the less I want. Well, that’s not entirely true but the things that I want aren’t exactly good Christmas lists. You know, small used cars, an apartment down payment, money for textbooks. Adult things, I guess you could say. Though I wouldn’t mind a furry blanket for my room that I will eventually be moving out of.

I don’t know, I think that I kind of enjoy having a small Christmas list compiled of things that I really want instead of a bunch of junk that I’ll later feel guilty about. The value of a dollar has become extremely real to me lately and it makes it difficult for me to spend money, including that of my friends and parents. And honestly – okay, prepare yourselves this is about to get cheesy – it’s not the presents that I enjoy about Christmas, it’s that feeling that seems to spread through the atmosphere and I don’t know about you but it feels like happiness.  I like being able to spend time with my family and friends without worrying about making it to class on time or homework. This year I’m especially excited for that break because with this semester I’ve had no time for myself or my loved ones.

So that’s just it, I suppose, my list will be compiled of having fun and remembering that the time I have with the ones I care about most.

First of all I would like to wish everyone a late Happy Thanksgiving! Hooray! I hope that everyone had a wonderful holiday and I hope you’re ready for classes to being on Monday because I’m certainly not! Realistically there’s not much to do when we return. For which I am SO grateful. It has been a wonderful semester but I’m truly ready for it to end and move on to some new and inspiring classes with equally new and inspiring people. Aren’t you?

Okay, so I know I had about a million things to talk about in this post, most if which I have probably forgotten but there is one thing that I know I would love to talk about. Chick-fil-a workers! Yes, I know, this is weird but there is something that I noticed the other day and that’s that almost all the workers are really creepy! Yes, I said it and if you work there and are reading this I apologize but allow me to explain myself. Most of them have these strangely wide smiles and huge eyes almost like the Stepford Workers. This is especially true for the workers of the male persuasion. I just cannot explain to you how odd it is for me to go in there. It’s like they all look the same and of course everything is their ‘pleasure’. Yea, sure it is. Just saying.

The next and probably last thing that I would like to talk about is Black Friday. For all the fuss that people make over it, it’s really not that great. I was out on Thursday night at Toys’r'us with my brother and sister-in-law to purchase a trampoline for their kids and the line was just ridiculous, you would think you were at the premiere of a Harry Potter movie or something – I have attended plenty of these so I know what I’m talking about. I have to admit that the trampoline was an excellent deal but a lot of the other things were hardly on sale at all. I’m sure you can get some great deals on Black Friday but I do wonder if all the line standing was worth it. Though, I do think the hustle and bustle of it is kind of fun and I also think it’s a great way of working off all that turkey and stuffing.

Ah well, I’m sure that there was so much more to say but it seems that I cannot remember the lot of them. I hope everyone had a wonderful break and I’ll see all of you on Monday!

But no, in all sincerity I spent all morning acting like a big baby. The kids at my mom’s house had gotten me sick… This was exacerbated by having slept under an open window all night. I didn’t realize this until five a.m. because mom had shut the curtains. I was freezing to say the least. I woke up again at nine because I fell off of the air mattress. I think my sickness has been reduced to an ear infection, but on top of that I started my period. I know it’s gross, but the information is necessary to understand the full scope of my pain. I began cramping – which I never do. I got indigestion and nausea from the sausage sandwich mom gave me for breakfast and my back decided to fight my stomach for the “Who Can Cause Asha More Suffering” championship. My throat has been on fire all day and now I’m getting a sinus headache.

So I get to my dad’s house. All is going well, people are hugging and laughing. I’m trying to hide the misery of being sick. I get compliments on how much weight I’ve lost – always nice. We eat and joke and Aunt Sarah embarrasses me by telling all about my relationship situation. Super exciting. It sounds like a Korean soap coming out of her mouth. Uncle Steve is being creepy with his hugging as usual… It was just exhausting meeting the new grandparents, trying to bond with the new brothers, and just being pleasant.

I’m tired of being well mannered. I just want to run around in my underwear, belch, make crude jokes, and slouch. I think we all need a little of that sometimes and I feel like I’m due for a good session of ill mannered fun.