Happy Wednesday! I woke-up early this morning (with some assistance from my mother) and am so proud of myself (and her resilient alarm tactics)! I’ve been an insomniac lately, mostly due to the fact that my time-management skills are sub-par, as of late (mostly due to SVU re-runs, twitter, Instagram and tumblr), and also because this school year has started off with a bang, a BIG BANG full of homework problems, lab reports and STRESS. Now I will dedicate a blog to the transitory period I faced coming back from England, but to keep things light this blog, I’ll refrain from giving you all of the depressing, pity-party details and briefly touch-on the fact that the dial for England’s pace, in regards to everything, is turned WAY down in comparison to America’s. At uni in England, I had no homework or problems to solve, I read the assigned reading for class and went to the one-hour, weekly seminar where we discussed the reading openly. Then, I maybe had two, 1,500 word essays due throughout the term per class. There was little-to-no pressure and I was able to relax a bit. Coming back to America, I was given approximately 45 questions for Physics in the first week, more for Genetics then more for Zoology. Now, I completely understand that these fields require practice and that I chose this discipline to major in and that I’m not alone, in regards to stress, it was just jarring and overwhelming, maybe more so to me than others who have yet to experience the heaven that is independent study with no homework. I’ll admit that last night, after a horrible day of class, topped-off with a horrible Physics quiz that made me feel utterly inept, I had a good cry and phone call with my best friend who happens to help with Physics in the math center (thank you Lord!). After some reassurance, she was able to help me realize that everyone feels this way at some point and that with practice I’ll be able to jump right back into the sciences I feel I have forgotten. After thinking about how absolutely ridiculous I must seem crying over Physics, I pulled myself up and remembered how stupid I felt last year when I had no clue how to actually analyze what a historical text was saying or really think outside of the box when it came to anthropology. But I succeeded last year just as I will this year, but until that success truly seems possible, I’ll just remain thankful for the lessons I learned while abroad, my best friends who are always there to help me out, and my mother who will always be willing to get my butt out of bed! Till next time! Xx
My Mom! ^^^ Always helping me out!
PS- after another mini-cry sesh to my mother last night, she was very excited to lift my spirits and show me that our LIMITED EDITION HARRY POTTER DVD COLLECTION had come in the post! It has all of the DVDs, along with special features put charmingly together in a massive (heavy!) box with secret compartments! It was fun trying to find everything inside the box and even more fun knowing that I can use it but didn’t have to buy it! After finding out how much it was, my stomach hurt. I DEFINITELY don’t have that kind of money in my Gringott’s vault.