Harder Semester

*Update to yesterday’s grumpy Mr. Hyde: I slept for 13 hours straight and am now feeling okay.*

This rain is absolutely divine. Whenever I think of the type of weather that puts me in the right mood, it is rain. I just love the idea of sitting out on the porch, smelling the delicious rain, taking in all of the luscious green plants, and simply relaxing to the sound of the raindrops falling and the thunder crashing. It’s just the best.

I’m not really sure what else to talk about. I am feeling really stressed about having to study for finals and finish a few last assignments. This semester has been making me feel a little more frantic than last semester. I don’t know what it is, but I seem to feel more anxious on a regular basis. I guess that last semesters’ classes were more laid back. Especially with the finals. I honestly didn't feel stressed at all about taking any of those finals. I thought it was quite fun, really. But this semester has me wishing that I could just disappear. Don’t get me wrong: I have had some amazing moments this semester, but I think that these classes have had more of a serious, heavy feel than last semester. Let’s just say that I will be relieved once finals week is over.

A Couple of All-Nighters

I have pulled all-nighters for the past two nights in a row. I have never felt so “yer9qpwehfaisupcgfpqhh” before in my life. I highly recommend not doing it. My emotions have been all over the place. Usually whenever I get tired, I turn into my own form of Mr. Hyde and things can get pretty scary. Staying up for two nights in a row, and running off of only a few hours of sleep from power naps, I have consistently been in my Mr. Hyde mode. The thing with my Mr. Hyde side, though, is that I don’t really direct my anger at other people as much as I do at myself. When I get really tired but still have a lot of homework assignments to do, or something of that sort, I begin to beat up on myself. So for the past two days, I have been directing my negative, grumpy emotions toward myself. And it has been heck. Being like this has made it hard to focus on finishing my different school assignments and preparing myself for finals. All I want to do is be grumpy and not doing anything. I just really need a nap. I just got back from my second job so now I am going upstairs to my bed and my head is going to hit my pillow. Hard.

Writing 150

School is almost over. I can’t believe that I almost have two semesters under my belt––time really does fly by. I must say that I think this semester has been a bit trickier than last, but I honestly do think that my favorite class was Writing 150. Seriously though. I enjoy writing, but am not that great, so this class has really helped me develop as a writer. At the beginning of the semester on the first day of class, I felt intimidated. I thought that it would be my least favorite class and that it would make me hate writing even more. But once I got home from school that day, I just couldn’t shake this feeling that it would be great. I began to be quite excited, actually. Because of that, I stayed in the class, and oh boy am I glad that I did. I haven’t had such an enriching writing class before in my life. Before this class, I had always wanted to better develop my wiring skills but never knew what to do. Having the requirement to keep a daily journal has really helped me. Same with the weekly digital dialogues. Writing this often has really strengthened my skill as a writer and has given me valuable practice that I never would have thought of doing on my own. All in all, I am very grateful that I decided to stay in this class.

Sleeping In

The beginning to my day was a little bit crazy. I fell asleep last night after finishing my Russian essay and then I woke up at six, but then realized I could sleep for another hour before I would have to get up for my Book of Mormon class. So, I fell back asleep without setting an alarm, which was the fatal mistake. I woke up when the grandfather clock struck eight o’clock, and instantly panic set in because my Book of Mormon class started at eight! This was the first time I have slept in past a class in college! I finished submitting my Russian essay, quickly got ready, and had Chris drive me to school so I wouldn’t be even more late. And thankfully, despite my wort fears, once I got to class, things were okay. I just hope nothing happens like this during finals week. That would be a nightmare if I missed a final. I also have my physical science final at seven am one day, so hopefully I will be able to make it…

Well…I currently have a headache but still need to finish writing some papers for my classes. All I can do now is just keep going. This semester will end soon enough…

Easter

Happy Easter! Today has been a good day, I think. Mom invited a family friend, Sherrie Spencer, over to have dinner with us since her house is undergoing some crazy renovations. Dinner took a long time to prepare since I had to warm up a ham in the oven for seriously three hours, took an hour and fifteen minutes to cook the au gratin potatoes, and several hours to complete a six-layered chocolate salted caramel cake. The dinner was quite delicious though. And we actually got all of the recipes from Martha Stewart’s website. The funny thing is that all of her recipes have low ratings around three starts on average and all of the comments complain about how much they hate them. However, I still have yet to ever make a bad recipe from Martha Stewart. But seriously, I love all of her recipes.

Whew, that was a big tangent. Well, after dinner we all watched the movie “The Force Awakens” since Aaron bought it from RedBox for $4 since they were getting rid of their old movies. I actually really like that movie. I haven’t seen “Rogue One” and I don’t know if I want to. I’ve heard a lot of mixed reviews about it. Anyway, today has been pretty low-key which has been nice to take a break from all of the stress that comes at the end of the semester. But tomorrow all of that stress will return…

Bike Crash

Today Sam crashed his bike.

First of all, he was in a bike race. (I personally didn’t even know that he was in a bike race, but apparently he was.) When I came home from taking my physical science test at the testing center, Sam and Myrtle were at home and Sam was showering. That was when Myrtle told me that Sam crashed his bike. The even more heart-wrenching part––especially for Sam––was that he was in the breakout group of three right at the front with only a mile left until the finish––about to win the whole race––when he looked behind himself, bumped tires with the guy in front of him and crashed. Lately Sam’s racing luck has been been pretty bad. For example, a couple of races ago, right near the finish when he was also in the lead, got a flat tire. Then when he was chosen to participate in the LOTOJA bike race (which only accepts the participants in a random drawing), he smacked his knee on his bike just the wrong way that he couldn’t ride his bike for months and had to miss the race. I mean, what?!

Thankfully, this last race didn’t cause too much damage. He has road rash all over the right side of his body, but nothing is broken and his bike only has a few minor scrapes. Thankfully he will have a short recovery and will be able to continue to race in a few weeks, which he is stoked about.

Cat Lady

I don’t have anything to say today, so this post will be bit of a ramble so I just get my post in for the day.

Still thinking of what to say…

Well, I wish I had a cat still. I really miss Cato. I look like a crazy person now any time that I see a cat wander across my path when I am walking outside. An observer would see me lock my gaze on the cat, increase my speed to try and reach the cat before it runs away, and if I am close enough, I call out for the cat to let me pet it. But nearly every time the cat runs away when I am at about a ten foot distance away. That is how my life is going currently…

Well…there is a cat at the Humane Society that I really want to adopt. Her name is Cholula and she is a VERY sweet and snuggly momma cat––just like how Cato was. However, I can’t adopt any cats right now because I don’t have a place of my own (meaning a house and not a student apartment) and my mom doesn’t want to have any more pets. So I probably won’t be able to have a pet cat for another ten years. Isn’t that a weird thought: I want to be a cat lady already but I can’t even have a cat…sheesh.