I don’t think I had ever been so overwhelmed as I had been after class on Saturday. Six weeks – well in this case five weeks to complete a course. Three in-class dates and I do everything else online.
I have two papers due the next class which is in two weeks. I have a group paper and a group presentation due the third class which is in four weeks. Pretty quick huh? So of course in order to write the papers I have to do the readings first.
Yeah, I was a little high strung after class. I started immediately after my 9 to 5 p.m. class on Saturday, despite the fact I had already read 90 pages before the class even began. Well that was after I went to go buy another book and a bottle of alcohol to go along with it.
After reading for about an hour, I went out to eat and drink. Luckily the alcohol calmed me down a bit. Came home and studied until 1 a.m., but couldn’t go to sleep until 2 a.m. I woke up early the next morning. I skipped church to read more. That was my entire weekend. I don’t think I’ve ever studied so much in my entire life.
Now that it’s Monday and I already have half of my reading done and an entire paper, I’m finally okay. That is mostly due to the fact I had nothing to do at work today so I did school work. But all and all, I guess the work load is reasonable. After all, if I don’t take the summer off I’ll have my masters in 15 months. The work isn’t boring either. Everything I’m reading about I can use now or can see myself using in a couple of years.
It’s better to get it now while I’m 25 and not wait until I’m 40 like most of the people in the class. I seriously felt a bit awkward in that classroom. It was filled with mostly women but women who had teenager or kids who are already adults. There was only one girl about the same age as me and she had just got her undergraduate degree. I kind of expected it to be older people in there since you have to have at least 5 years experience. I just didn’t think they would be that much older. I thought there might be people in their late 20’s or early 30’s -- yeah, not many of those.
Well hopefully things will go well. I’ve already sent my rough draft to the teacher. I’m going to be really upset if I get anything under a B. Got to get some sleep.
1.08.2007
1.04.2007
back on track...for now
After two months, I finally made it back to the gym on Thursday. I took a couple of weeks off right before Thanksgiving. Then I got sick, so I decided to take the rest of the year off.
That turned into me eating like a mad woman who hadn’t had food in weeks. I tell ya; there is nothing like eating then rolling into bed for a good two-hour nap. Then getting up to eat again, then tumbling back to bed for an hour nap. That was my routine. Before I knew it I just brought the food to bed. Why waste time getting up? So I let myself go and decided I would get back on track at the beginning of the New Year. After all, I had worked out from February to November. Nine out of twelve months aren’t bad.
But after I stood in the mirror looking at my jiggling thighs I had some major regrets. Maybe if I hadn’t had that second piece of cake… Ladies and gentleman I have Beyonce thighs. I’m not talking about the ones Miss Beyonce has now. Those are the thighs I hope to have in two months..well maybe six. I’m talking about the old Beyonce thighs, before she toned up and broke from her group Destiny’s Child.
Last year I obsessed about my abs and successfully lost and gained the weight back, but this year it’s going to be my thighs. I can easily lose 5-7 pounds in a couples just by working out and controlling my meal portions, but after that I either gain it back or stay at that weight. I have to get to my goal weight: 120.
So I dove right back into my routine on Tuesday by going to step class. Unfortunately, it left me trying to catch my breath after the first 20 minutes. I had to leave 5 minutes before the class was over because I just couldn’t take it anymore.
So I decided I was going to ease into things instead. But my biggest fear came true. I sat on the bicycle machine and I had no idea how to work it. I have feared this since the moment I walked into the gym. Workout equipment and me equals disaster. I started pressing all the buttons and with no luck nothing happened. I looked around at all the other people – not for help, but to make sure they weren’t watching the idiot who couldn’t work the bicycling machine. After a while, I decided to do the “lets try something new today and work out on this machine” look and moved to another. Like I knew what I was doing. No luck.
Until my trusty co-worker walked through the door, whom I happened to mention to earlier that I had a little anxiety about working the machines. She sat next to me and I whispered, “I need help!” She told me to start pedaling. The dashboard lit up and I was on my way. No more Beyonce thighs here I come.
That turned into me eating like a mad woman who hadn’t had food in weeks. I tell ya; there is nothing like eating then rolling into bed for a good two-hour nap. Then getting up to eat again, then tumbling back to bed for an hour nap. That was my routine. Before I knew it I just brought the food to bed. Why waste time getting up? So I let myself go and decided I would get back on track at the beginning of the New Year. After all, I had worked out from February to November. Nine out of twelve months aren’t bad.
But after I stood in the mirror looking at my jiggling thighs I had some major regrets. Maybe if I hadn’t had that second piece of cake… Ladies and gentleman I have Beyonce thighs. I’m not talking about the ones Miss Beyonce has now. Those are the thighs I hope to have in two months..well maybe six. I’m talking about the old Beyonce thighs, before she toned up and broke from her group Destiny’s Child.
Last year I obsessed about my abs and successfully lost and gained the weight back, but this year it’s going to be my thighs. I can easily lose 5-7 pounds in a couples just by working out and controlling my meal portions, but after that I either gain it back or stay at that weight. I have to get to my goal weight: 120.
So I dove right back into my routine on Tuesday by going to step class. Unfortunately, it left me trying to catch my breath after the first 20 minutes. I had to leave 5 minutes before the class was over because I just couldn’t take it anymore.
So I decided I was going to ease into things instead. But my biggest fear came true. I sat on the bicycle machine and I had no idea how to work it. I have feared this since the moment I walked into the gym. Workout equipment and me equals disaster. I started pressing all the buttons and with no luck nothing happened. I looked around at all the other people – not for help, but to make sure they weren’t watching the idiot who couldn’t work the bicycling machine. After a while, I decided to do the “lets try something new today and work out on this machine” look and moved to another. Like I knew what I was doing. No luck.
Until my trusty co-worker walked through the door, whom I happened to mention to earlier that I had a little anxiety about working the machines. She sat next to me and I whispered, “I need help!” She told me to start pedaling. The dashboard lit up and I was on my way. No more Beyonce thighs here I come.
1.01.2007
new year, new home
In an effort to confuse everyone and lose probably most of my reader base (since I have no idea who reads this thing but apparently quite a few of you), I have decided to move my home. Just kidding! Actually I’m not trying to lose everyone; just a couple of people.
Unfortunately, I only have e-mail addresses for those of you who I hang out with, which means I might lose some of my cyber buddies. (Cue the music.) Maybe we’ll meet again someday!
A new year, a new home! Sounds about right, eh? Well, that means my old journals go bye, bye. That is at least from the web. I’ve been keeping them for the sheer purpose of writing my book. I started on it a couple of months ago, but I’m going to have to put it on halt for school, which brings me to my next point.
Yes, I said school. Unfortunately, I’m going back to get my master’s in business administration. I had money; wasn’t quite sure what to do with so I decided to make an investment in my education. Twelve courses, 36 hours, 36 in-class dates and 2 years; well a year and a half if I decide to take summer school.
Which brings me to my next point: I will have even less and less time to update this thing. But I will try. After all busy season at work is over with and here I am left with nothing to do but study and update my blog.
Unfortunately, I only have e-mail addresses for those of you who I hang out with, which means I might lose some of my cyber buddies. (Cue the music.) Maybe we’ll meet again someday!
A new year, a new home! Sounds about right, eh? Well, that means my old journals go bye, bye. That is at least from the web. I’ve been keeping them for the sheer purpose of writing my book. I started on it a couple of months ago, but I’m going to have to put it on halt for school, which brings me to my next point.
Yes, I said school. Unfortunately, I’m going back to get my master’s in business administration. I had money; wasn’t quite sure what to do with so I decided to make an investment in my education. Twelve courses, 36 hours, 36 in-class dates and 2 years; well a year and a half if I decide to take summer school.
Which brings me to my next point: I will have even less and less time to update this thing. But I will try. After all busy season at work is over with and here I am left with nothing to do but study and update my blog.
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