It feels like it has been forever since I’ve done anything with the blog. And even though it would have been nice to have kept this blog active recently, I refuse to feel guilty about it. Life happens.
My life has gone through an incredible amount of changes in the last two weeks. So much in fact that I even had to double-check my calendar to confirm that yes, it’s only been two weeks.
I went from living at home all summer to living in an on-campus apartment. My first taste of apartment living! Though it isn’t much, I love the extra space and perks that comes with having an apartment compared to just living in the dorms. I live with two other girls – one shares a room with me, and the other is an RA so she has a room to herself. Though I haven’t lived with either of them before this year, I think we have a good dynamic going and have struck the perfect balance between hanging out as a group and giving each other alone time.
My classes are much different than they were last year, but I expected that. Last year, when I was intending on majoring in Human Biology, my classes centered around science and math. This year, however, I’m following my heart by pursuing English, and am pairing that with a Communication minor. That being said, I’m taking two English courses and three Communication ones. One of the Communication classes I have to take to complete my minor is Fundamentals of Public Address, which is where you basically give long speeches in front of the class on a regular basis. Public speaking has always been a great fear of mine, and I’m hoping this class helps me gain more confidence in this area. I already had my first speech and got a good grade, so hopefully I’m able to keep it up! Also, all of my classes are relatively small – I think my biggest class is around 40 people. Last year, I often found myself in huge lecture pits with 120-200+ other students. My classes feel more intimate now, which I must admit, I wasn’t a big fan of at first. But I’m slowly starting to realize that I feel more comfortable participating in class with fewer eyes trained on me, which is definitely a good thing.
The beginning of this school year has been so much better than last year. Last September wasn’t awful, but it sure wasn’t the greatest. As a freshman, everything was overwhelming and confusing. I felt like I was walking through life in a haze. I was so stressed out over both meeting and keeping new friends, adjusting to not only living away from home but also sharing a room with a virtual stranger, and trying to figure out how I wanted others to view me, that I lost sight of who I really am and what my goals were. I stopped reading books and writing. I stopped exercising. I started binge-eating. A part of me stopped working and instead began consumed by stress. It wasn’t until Spring semester that I finally hit a stride when it came to balancing school work, obligations to friends and family, exercising, and self-care.
This September, however, the transition was seamless. It took a few days to get used to living in the apartment with my roommates, but after that initial period it’s felt nothing but natural. I’ve been completing my school work in a timely fashion, spending time with friends, have an exercise routine in place, and found the time to finish two books. And I’m writing this blog post right now! I just feel very content. Yes, school is definitely stressful, but it’s a good type a stress – a stress that makes me feel like I have goals and a purpose.