It’s been a while
Here’s what you missed:
I dyed my hair pink, regretted it, and dyed it back, all in the span of two weeks
My sister bought a cat without telling my parents and brought it to Thanksgiving where it beat the shit out of my dog
The airport lost my luggage and then found it
Tried eggnog for the first time
My last game day ended in an overtime
Made spinach dip for friends giving
I went through a major mug cake addiction and received an intervention from my mom and ever since have been going through withdrawal
Ok, you’re officially up to date.
A very humbling experience
Have you ever received such a bad grade on an assignment that showing up to that class is akin to a silent protest. Last week, I got the worst grade I have ever received in all my four years of college. I contemplated showing up to the corresponding class because I was genuinely scared to show face. Yes, the grade was that bad. I ended up walking in two minutes late with my head held high. That’s a political statement if I’ve ever seen one. My professor was definitely like “wow, that’s powerful” and…it was.
Your listening habits over the past year can now be viewed on Spotify Wrapped. There should be no surprises. In fact, please don’t post your list and write “couldn’t be more accurate.” No shit. It’s an algorithm. It literally could not be more accurate.
In other news…
A modern education
Yesterday I was yanked out of my day dream by the following question from my TA “raise your hand if you’ve ever been spanked?” What’s up? For context, this is a statistics class. After sitting in one of the most painful silences I have ever endured in a classroom, my teacher blurted out “by your parents of course.” Oh. my. god. That made it worse. Let’s just say “spanking” turned into “disciplinary violence” for the remainder of class.
Why I LOVE COLLEGE
The other day I stepped outside and I passed a guy screaming at the top of his lungs “best pot for sale, get your pot.” But. He. Was. Holding. A. Cooking. Pot. He was selling a single piece of tupperware, at 10am in the morning. “Comes all the way from Dubai” apparently. Good morning to you too, sir.
What I learned this week: to slow down. Like holy shit it’s actually not that deep. My brain has felt really cloudy lately like constantly swarming with thoughts. It has made me exhausted and crave the end of every day when I can finally shut my mind off. However, this never works. Unlike my phone, my brain is not a piece of technology. I don’t have the luxury of pressing two buttons and turning my brain into a black screen. Instead, it is constantly working, constantly pondering (haters can’t stand this, iykyk), constantly trying to work through physical problems with mental tools. So, here’s what I learned. I have more time in a day than I think. Underlying my racing mind is a fear of running out of time. Instead of moving really fast as a result, I find this to be so overwhelming that I end up moving really slow. My rapid thoughts slow me down. It’s annoying but, hey, it’s who I am. In my last therapy session, my therapist told me to tell her a story, but instead of rushing through the details in fear of running out of time like my instinct tells me, she had me sit back, lower my shoulders, and tell her the story painfully slowly. Although awkward and forced at first, I slowly got used to it. It. Felt. Amazing. I no longer felt like I needed to jam a 40 minute story into 3 minutes. I was able to think through my thoughts and intentionally choose the words I wanted to use. It was incredibly different for me and I would suggest trying it if you resonate with any of this. The point: Slow down. You have time.