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.
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