March 25, 2014
Tea Cups and Giggles.
Happily home on spring break! Got to come back and take some pictures at my lovely friend's birthday party! We had a tea party.
March 3, 2014
The Road So Far.
Today marks the start of week nine. Slowly but surely this quarter is wrapping up. To be honest, it couldn't come soon enough. This quarter has been such a struggle for me, and the hopelessness I felt when I wrote my last post, really never went away.
To answer some questions I have been getting since my last post, things in class have gotten better. Over the first five weeks or so, I was being sexually harassed, everyday, in one of my classes. Causing more problems than I would actually care to admit. After finally confronting two teachers about it and getting some repercussions because I "snitched", the harassment has died down to next to nothing. A blessing, to say the least. I am no longer fearful to walk into my classroom, or paranoid every time I passed one of my classmates in the hallway. I have had a few of my classmates admit that I now scare them, which to be honest, is a delightful turn of events.
In conjunction to that, over this quarter, I think I have bitten off a bit more than I can chew. I am taking five classes, totally about seven hours of school a day. Same amount that I took last quarter, but these classes are all at about the junior level. I am the only second quarter in my English and Psych class. It's a difficult schedule, both physically and mentally. I am awake at six thirty every morning, in class by seven fifty, and only back to dorm at three thirty. After I come home, I have about two hours of homework every night, along with a call to my mom, a few texts here and there from my boyfriend and other friends from back home, and dinner and socializing here at dorm. I was blessed with a really great roommate this quarter, which has helped make things a bit easier. But it is still a schedule that is very demanding. On any given day I am on the move from seven to seven everyday. Sometimes later. Even if I wanted to, I rarely can stay up past eleven at night. Adding in the stress of the harassment, it's taken its tole on me.
After weeks of this, I have physically take a tole for the worse. I'm not just tired, some days I can't even bring myself to walk down the hall to get food. I have neglected my small group and church because I am either too tired on Wednesday nights to go, or I can't find time to between all my classes and homework. I suffer from severe headaches, shakes, and am light headed most days. I don't have many good days.
There are things that make it better, I have worked a short nap into my schedule, usually during the worst part of my headaches, so I just sleep through most of the pain. Talks with my mom and short weekly skype dates with friends help cure the homesickness for just a bit, and then of course, there's the weekends.
Over the last month, I have been blessed with visits from people back home. On Valentines day, Alan surprised me with a visit over the weekend, and then this past weekend, he and Erika came down for three days. These weekends make life a little easier for just a short time. The goodbyes are hard, but it's worth it.
Now, it's Monday, and another week stares me down.
To answer some questions I have been getting since my last post, things in class have gotten better. Over the first five weeks or so, I was being sexually harassed, everyday, in one of my classes. Causing more problems than I would actually care to admit. After finally confronting two teachers about it and getting some repercussions because I "snitched", the harassment has died down to next to nothing. A blessing, to say the least. I am no longer fearful to walk into my classroom, or paranoid every time I passed one of my classmates in the hallway. I have had a few of my classmates admit that I now scare them, which to be honest, is a delightful turn of events.
In conjunction to that, over this quarter, I think I have bitten off a bit more than I can chew. I am taking five classes, totally about seven hours of school a day. Same amount that I took last quarter, but these classes are all at about the junior level. I am the only second quarter in my English and Psych class. It's a difficult schedule, both physically and mentally. I am awake at six thirty every morning, in class by seven fifty, and only back to dorm at three thirty. After I come home, I have about two hours of homework every night, along with a call to my mom, a few texts here and there from my boyfriend and other friends from back home, and dinner and socializing here at dorm. I was blessed with a really great roommate this quarter, which has helped make things a bit easier. But it is still a schedule that is very demanding. On any given day I am on the move from seven to seven everyday. Sometimes later. Even if I wanted to, I rarely can stay up past eleven at night. Adding in the stress of the harassment, it's taken its tole on me.
After weeks of this, I have physically take a tole for the worse. I'm not just tired, some days I can't even bring myself to walk down the hall to get food. I have neglected my small group and church because I am either too tired on Wednesday nights to go, or I can't find time to between all my classes and homework. I suffer from severe headaches, shakes, and am light headed most days. I don't have many good days.
There are things that make it better, I have worked a short nap into my schedule, usually during the worst part of my headaches, so I just sleep through most of the pain. Talks with my mom and short weekly skype dates with friends help cure the homesickness for just a bit, and then of course, there's the weekends.
Over the last month, I have been blessed with visits from people back home. On Valentines day, Alan surprised me with a visit over the weekend, and then this past weekend, he and Erika came down for three days. These weekends make life a little easier for just a short time. The goodbyes are hard, but it's worth it.
Now, it's Monday, and another week stares me down.
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