Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Just Breathe

There are only a couple weeks left of the semester. I have exams, tests, and papers all crammed next week. Fun stuff. I realized that I haven't really talked much about the Maryville lifestyle as much so this blog is dedicated to academics.
When I initially began my search for the perfect college, I though that I had myself figured out. I wanted to go to a small private school as far away from Memphis but still within Tennessee (for the Hope scholarship). I was determined to be a pharmacist. I don't know why I wanted to become one because I was never the smart one in my family nor did I enjoy science. I began to think about it and I realized that the job security was the only factor as to why I considered it. I choose Maryville because I needed to focus. Also I wanted to go to a liberal arts school. I am a fairly well-rounded person so I knew that I needed a education that would allow me to express my different talents. Well, I definitely reached for the stars. I wanted to major in biochemistry. It's not that I can't do it because I know that I have the ability to do it; it's the lack of motivation that I realized why I have been slacking in attendance and grades. Maryville college is challenging. No matter what the major is. I hear my roommate typing away at 2 in the morning for her Bible studies class. But if there is not desire in the classes then the chances of passing is slim. I noticed a change in myself. I have always been the student that sat in the front, knew all the answers, and turned in every assignment on time. My grades ranged from average to above average. Not to mention that I went to a prestigious private school with strict policies, meaning I never missed school. However, I have slacked off the grid. I don't put as much hours in studying as I used to or prepare myself for class. I knew something was wrong.
The classes I am taking now do not meet my needs. I am an artsy person. I need to be creative. The problem with art are the lack of fields associated with art. I needed security. Architecture has always been an interest of mine. Although pharmacy seems more promising, I need to choose a pathway that I will enjoy. Parents and teachers say it all the time- do what you love. Sometimes money can get in the way of what we love. I just want to be successful. I just going about it the wrong way. Okay, so basically what I am saying is that it is better to be undecided than to major in a subject because of societal success. Anyways, enough with that.
Let me talk about the residence buildings at Maryville. So, I live in Davis, which is the all girl freshman dorm. People call it the "virgin vault". I find that pretty funny. Davis is a great residence building. It's clean and organized. The RAs are always on top of things. They are open and friendly. A lot of the girls seem pleased with the atmosphere because its a "girly" place. I'll be honest, I hate it. It just doesn't appeal to me. I love my roommate to death and I don't have problems with any of the girls, but I feel like it is just not the place for me. Being a freshman has its disadvantages because we really don't get the choice to live in any other buildings. I understand since we are fresh out of home and we need a leash on us to get us a taste of the real world. But it's okay. It doesn't appeal to everyone.
So today my freshman class and other freshman classes had to do a fitness test today. The challenge was to be completed in teams. I was in a group of three. We had to run 2 miles, do 65 sit ups, 70 push-ups, and climb the tower. It was pure torture, especially since it was on a Wednesday. Wednesdays are my worst days. I have four classes on that day and I only get a 45 minute break to eat lunch. Since the fitness challenge ran over on time, I was stressed because I still had to eat, change, and get my stuff ready for chemistry and chemistry lab. I was miserable. I was sweaty and gross for my classes. For me that is the worst feeling because I like to be presentable. Well, that was about it for today. Now I have to finish my research paper that is due tomorrow. GREAT.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Kidnap the Sandy Claws







HALLOWEEN! AH, my favorite. Okay so I don't know exactly what went on the past week academically. I was so excited for the weekend. I might have missed more classes than I should have. EH. The weather has been so beautiful with the leaves changing and everything. When I went to Memphis that last time, I grabbed my dad's camera. His camera is an old-school photography camera. I love it. I took advantage of the weather and camera. So, on Friday I was supposed to go to a party near campus but I started to get "krunk" to early. I felt to sick to go and socialize. Yeah- total bummer. Saturday was when most of the activities occurred. On Saturday I went with Matt (senior), Jessica (senior), and Mathieu (junior) trick or treating. In order to prepare for our adventure we listened to The Nightmare Before Christmas soundtrack. I came into conclusion that "Kidnap Sandy Claws" is my favorite song. It is so catchy. Anyways, so I was a kitty cat for trick or treating. It was funny because we went to a street next to campus, and we felt a need to explain to every house why college students were trick or treating. It is actually quite sad how you can't enjoy those little things anymore. It never occurred to me that there was a age limit to having fun. Makes me miss being a kid again. Well, I could probably still pass off as a little girl but the point is that it sucks growing up. Mathieu is from France and they don't really celebrate Halloween the same way we do here. He was fascinated by the spirit involved. The first house really got into the decorations. They tried so hard to scare us. We kept talking with all the candy-givers. Usually as a kid it takes seconds to get through a street of houses but it took us 30 min to hit 4 houses. Anyways, so then later that night I changed outfits to go to a cabin party in the smokies. I became Little Red Riding Hood. There were a lot of soccer players and random people there. Costumes consisted of Bruno, Mario and Luigi, Police officer, Vampire, Spice Girls, and etc. Mathieu said that in France the people there try to look as scary as possible. He found it bizarre that people choose whatever they want here especially the girls take that opportunity to dress in a provocative manner without any judgements. Well, that party turned out to be a lot of fun. The next day was sad because that means Sunday- business time. Gotta get prepared for the week. Esh. Not fun.