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| Hey everybody! I am in Europe for the Summer! So I started a blog for my European adventures. If you'd like to follow along, you'll find it here: www.kari--jean@blogspot.com
It's kind of boring so far. But I'll be there more than here.
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| Tequila margarita and a final project for the Dark Side of Interpersonal Communication-- does that mix? I sure hope so. I'm in what has been the busiest couple of weeks I can remember since....... well... as long as I can remember? Drowning in papers not yet written and presentations not yet delivered. 3 this week actually. Finals next week. I wish I could fall asleep and wake up when it's over. Granted, when it's over I have to pack for Europe, move out of my apartment and spend my life savings planning transportation for this summer's adventure, but I just know it will be at least a little less stressful than this.
Right now my solace (other than the grace of God and peace of the Holy Spirit, of course) is remembering the moment of most stress in my life to date and knowing that I am not in that bad of shape yet.
It was the final week of my senior year in high school. Our very first night in a new house (that my parent's still live in). There was no furniture, no desk for the computer I worked on. I had a friend spending the night. I just didn't think it would take very long to finish my term paper for NINER..... (what was I thinking?). I started working on the paper....... and didn't stop... all night. I worked through the entire night and when Nick woke up I made him do my citations for me because I wasn't going to have time. The paper was due at 7:30 sharp. (it's crazy to think high school started SO early!) I threw everything together and raced to the school, afraid that my work wouldn't be accepted because I was at least 10 minutes late. I handed the paper to Niner and miserably receded to the Yearbook room where I worked hard to forget about it and enjoy my last moments there.
Strange how vivid that feeling is. And as worried and stressed and overworked as I am now, I'm not there yet. And knowing that it gets worse... somehow gives me solace.
Thanks for reminiscing with me. By Thursday I may have a new most stressful moment of my life.
I'll let you know. :)
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| this is just awful. I have so many things to do today and I scheduled them all to fit them in and it's all falling through. I planned to be here around 10 to meet with an academic adviser. It took me thirty minutes to find a parking spot so i didn't have time to go there before I was supposed to be in a group meeting. So I went to the library to meet my group and no one showed up. So I waited and walked over to the Academic Advising department and waited almost an hour just to have her tell me she would check and get back with me. And I have been all nervous about this meeting with the Spanish teacher who is teaching the classes in Spain and I think she is standing me up! We were supposed to meet at 1 and now it's 1:20. It is so frustrating that I could have been home working on the overwhelming amount of homework that I have to do instead of pointlessly running around campus. I have a midterm soon and I need to eat lunch and move my car. I'll be in class until 10:00 tonight. Tuesdays are not good days for me.
Sorry for all the complaining.
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| Ha. I just spent over an hour talking to Nish over gmail instant messenger because my cell phone is broken and I had class until 10pm so I haven't seen him all day. It felt like Jr. High all over again. Strange.
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