I almost forgot what it feels like to work for an hour without any distractions and just immerse yourself in work. At that point, you don't consciously realize you're working, it's great. You're just getting what you're supposed to get done, done. I imagine this is what college students experience on a daily basis.
This is the first time I've felt like this since first semester. Which is pretty sad, considering the money my parents pay. But this brings me to my next point. One shouldn't worry about how they screwed up in the past, except to learn from it and apply that to their present and future (cliché, I know, but I had to write it down). You just have to keep going, because if you let the past bog you down and you keep regretting it, what good comes from that? Just keep moving forward and make the best of what you have.
Regret is an odd emotion. It's not particularly useful, except it can help you sometimes realize what you did wrong and how to improve it. But other than that, I feel as if it's one that hinders you in moving forward, unless you learn how to utilize it and then get over it.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Broke my ankle last night. Spent 8 hours at the ER, was discharged at almost 9 AM. PL was a boss and drove me to the hospital, then stuck around for 5 hours and got some food for us. Kudos to him.
The next 6 weeks are going to be a pain in the ass. I have to pack everything and move boxes (which is going to be impossible and means recruiting others to do it for me, which I dislike), and when I get back I won't be able to drive. I have to rubber-band a trash bag to my leg whenever I shower. Not to mention the trip to Alabama might not happen, which I was looking forward to.
Anyways. Shit happens, you have to move on and take the positives with you. One thing I've come to realize is how much it means for friends to come visit when you're sick or have an injury. Not only does it make your life that much easier when they bring you food and help you get ice and whatnot, but it makes you feel cared for and loved. It means so much more when you're in a time of need. It's funny, because I really didn't give that much thought to this when other people were sick or hurt. Now that I know, it's definitely going to change how I react to others' misfortunes/illnesses/injuries. I just wish I had know/realized this earlier.
I'd truly like to say thanks to everyone who visited yesterday. The food and company was much appreciated. And as I've learned, it means a lot. Thank you.
The next 6 weeks are going to be a pain in the ass. I have to pack everything and move boxes (which is going to be impossible and means recruiting others to do it for me, which I dislike), and when I get back I won't be able to drive. I have to rubber-band a trash bag to my leg whenever I shower. Not to mention the trip to Alabama might not happen, which I was looking forward to.
Anyways. Shit happens, you have to move on and take the positives with you. One thing I've come to realize is how much it means for friends to come visit when you're sick or have an injury. Not only does it make your life that much easier when they bring you food and help you get ice and whatnot, but it makes you feel cared for and loved. It means so much more when you're in a time of need. It's funny, because I really didn't give that much thought to this when other people were sick or hurt. Now that I know, it's definitely going to change how I react to others' misfortunes/illnesses/injuries. I just wish I had know/realized this earlier.
I'd truly like to say thanks to everyone who visited yesterday. The food and company was much appreciated. And as I've learned, it means a lot. Thank you.
Here Goes
So I've decided to start this blog for 3 main reasons:
1) Help spruce up/maintain my writing skills (or at least what's left of them). The last time I took a writing course was about a year ago, and I'm afraid I might lose some of those important skills.
2) I've had the desire to write down my thoughts and reflections for a while now, sort of like an online journal.
3) Broke my ankle last night so I'm stuck in bed doing nothing for a large part of the day. And of course, anything to help with the procrastination.
The point of this isn't to try and generate a lot of traffic or anything like that. I'm not going to advertise this blog and try to get everyone to read it. It's simply a place for me to write things down every once in a while, get my brain going, maybe reach some new conclusions, figure my life out, the whole spiel. Isn't that what everyone wants?
1) Help spruce up/maintain my writing skills (or at least what's left of them). The last time I took a writing course was about a year ago, and I'm afraid I might lose some of those important skills.
2) I've had the desire to write down my thoughts and reflections for a while now, sort of like an online journal.
3) Broke my ankle last night so I'm stuck in bed doing nothing for a large part of the day. And of course, anything to help with the procrastination.
The point of this isn't to try and generate a lot of traffic or anything like that. I'm not going to advertise this blog and try to get everyone to read it. It's simply a place for me to write things down every once in a while, get my brain going, maybe reach some new conclusions, figure my life out, the whole spiel. Isn't that what everyone wants?
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