Made It Past the First Hurdle

This week has been one of the roughest weeks so far this year. But I made it through the toughest part of the week unscathed. Well, barely - the amount of sleep lost was pretty bad but at least I go to bed at a decent hour tonight to make up for it. But the work doesn't stop now - I still have a composition due at the end of the week, and another paper due, two midterms, and a quiz next week. And I get to start working on it all right now. Awesome....

But I guess I can't complain too much. After all this is what I want to do with my life; constantly reading a writing is pretty much what I'm going to do until I retire. And even then I'll still probably do something with all of my knowledge of history.

I know I'm guilty of saying "ughh I can't wait to get out of here, all this work sucks!" But at least I can realize that, while it may suck now, it's going to get a lot worse once I'm finally out in the real world. And I'm pretty excited about it. I'd say I'm pretty mature for my age (yeah, sometimes I act like a child and don't like being taken seriously, but at least I can act serious), and the thought of finally getting out into the real world to fend for myself and finally apply all of my learning in the field I'm pursuing is pretty enticing. I want to be out there with everyone else, I want to take care of myself; I want to grow up. I'm tired of being told I'm too young, and being stereotyped with all the other 19-year-olds out there in college.

Moral of the story: all this work I'm doing now totally blows, but I can at least acknowledge that it'll be worth it some day.

Sorry to Keep You Waiting...

I'm sorry to keep everyone waiting for my next post; it's been about two weeks now, and unfortunately there isn't much to talk about! Sorry!

A lot has happened since my last blogging, but nothing that anyway would really want to hear about: work, homework, the usuals. I'm not working too many hours, and to be honest I'm not as upset about it as I thought I would be. I'm actually not upset about it at all - my homework is slowing starting to mound up and not having too many hours at work seems to be working out fine. I'm finally starting to adjust to the new store, and I'm liking it a lot more than I did a month ago.

Right now it just seems that there are two things keeping me going through all my homework: Spring Break, and Ingrid Michaelson. There are only two more weeks of classes before Spring Break. And then what happens over Spring Break? Ingrid Michaelson concert round 2 with Jess. If you remember one of my previous posts, I talked about going to Pittsburgh and seeing Ingrid Michaelson in concert. This time it's in Lancaster, in a smaller venue that hasn't sold out yet. Needless to say I'm excited. I also received the greatest news of my life on Thursday: Ingrid is coming to Penn State April 5th! Tickets go on sale tomorrow morning, and you can count on the fact that I will be in line waiting to get them. So that would make three Ingrid Michaelson concerts within one year. I should probably stop following her across the state of Pennsylvania....

I don't know when I'll get to blog next: I have a paper due and a midterm on Tuesday for the same class, another midterm on Wednesday, and then two midterms next week, one Thursday night and one Friday morning; and then it's Spring Break. Hopefully something interesting happens between now and then, or something weird inspires me to write. The only sucky thing is how long it takes to actually write one of these - I'm already pushing 20 minutes just writing this post. And I hate posting things that are like two paragraphs that both have two sentences each. Lame.

Back in the Arctic Tundra

While I'm not really in the Arctic, I feel that way at least. I left Friday morning to spend the weekend in Rochester, and while I was having fun in New York, it was slowly blizzarding back here in State College. When I got back, I couldn't even park my car. Not because the parking lot was full of cars, but because it was full of snow - the only way it is possible to park anywhere is to park in a spot that somebody has already pulled out of. About eight inches of snow fell here between Friday night and Saturday. And we're getting hit with another snow storm tomorrow. Great. So now you understand why I'm back in the Arctic!

But the snow is actually a savings grace. I have so much work to get done, it's probably best that I never want to leave my room and go outside. I'm slowly starting to chip away at the mountain of work that's looming over my head, but a start is better than nothing. And at least this time I don't have tonsillitis.

Yes, that is correct: my recent case of sickness is passing, thankfully. My throat still hurts from time to time, and I legitimately think that my tonsil is scarred, but at least I can actually function without feeling like I'm going to pass out. In four more days I'll be out of antibiotics, and hopefully I will finally be able to say that I'm healthy once again.

Hopefully is the key though, especially since four days from now is Friday, which means the weekend. And while it might be Valentine's Day weekend, the one weekend I dread every year, I'm actually a little excited for it this year? I might actually have plans... as in a date. When do I even have a date on normal, everyday situations, let alone for Valentine's Day? So yeah, it's a pretty big deal. Which is one more reason why I need to get my shit done, so I have less to worry about. But hopefully I'm not jinxing myself and my plans for this weekend actually follow through, because, for once, I might actually have a very happy Valentine's Day.

The Joys of Sickness

So once again I'm sick. And once again it's my freakin' tonsils! I just want to rip them out of my throat - screw sterile surgeries, at this point I'll just go in there with my bare hands and rip them out.

Okay, not really, but it's what I feel like. I started getting sick on Thursday, and what seemed to be just a harmless sore throat evolved into full-blown tonsillitis. I had gone to the health center on Saturday to get it checked out and since my tonsil wasn't too bad at that point the doctor just said that I had a bad cold (which couldn't be true when I had a fever...) and put me on Penicillin just in case. The problem? I took Penicillin a month ago when I got my wisdom teeth out so the bacteria in my body have a resistance against it. Sweet.

Then my ear started throbbing last night and I realized it was time to go back - I scheduled an appointment with a different doctor (who was actually really good, I'm going to keep going back to her when I'm sick; she really knew her shit) this morning and she was smart enough to put me on a stronger antibiotic and do a throat culture.

So now I'm popping pills and drinking lots of fluids to flush this shit out. The only problem? I need to be better by Friday or my plan of going to Rochester this weekend is completely destroyed. And since I'm planning on going to Rochester I need to finish a paper for U.S. History by Thursday instead of Friday, but I keep falling asleep every time I go to work on it. I keep blaming that on the sickness but I really think it's because the stuff is really that boring.

Either way, I just want to get better. Luckily I decided to break my habit of avoiding doctors, because I don't know how many more days I could've made it like this - my entire head feels like it's waging war against something and it hurts. Real bad.