I've come to realize that I'm a fairly busy person. I mean i guess I "knew" it before, but just took it for granted that everyone had as much stuff to do as I do. One of my friends asked me at lunch the other day, "Do you every just chill?!" I was like, "Chill? Yeah of course! I love to chill! I always try to sit down and not do anything but I can never accomplish it!"
To explain, practically every weekend until after Spring Break is planned for me. I have places to go, people to see! lol jk! SO amazingly this weekend I'm going to be gone as well. I'm helping out at my home church with 180 weekend and being a leader. 180 weekend, for those of you who don't know, is pretty much like a Christian conference weekend, but way cooler. You stay with a group in someone else's house for the weekend, but meet for only the conference during the weekend. It's pretty cool! And I'm excited to be a part of it! So anyways for the record, it's very normal for me to be gone practically every weekend. Do I go home? No! not unless it's a break/ holiday from school. Don't ask, I can always find some excuse to leave for the weekend!
Friday, January 30, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Monday Rant
So even though it's Tuesday I'm going to rant about my Monday's.
Every Monday I start class at 9am. I'm in class until 2:50 but have an hour break for lunch from 1 to 2pm. Anyways this past Monday I ate with one of my friends up in her dorm on Raleigh. There's no way I'm going to walk all the way back down to South campus to my dorm if I only have an hour break. So anyways afterwards I have Racquet Sports and then I'm done for the day at 2:50pm right?! nope...then I studied for roughly 2 hours in the UL. I was doing a moldule for my LFIT class thinking it wouldn't take too long...but no! It took me that entire two hours to finish it. You see, I HAVE to take notes, or else I don't remember anything. One of my downfalls. The first time I did my module I didn't take notes and I made a 60, so I learned my lesson. Then I went to chrous at 5:15pm. I have to take an ensemble since I'm a "music major" and apparentlly that's the only ensemble they could put a pianist, such as myself, in. Whatever! After chorus was over by 6:45, I met up with some friends up on Franklin. By the time I got back to my south campus dorm it was 8:45ish. I had been "out" all day and still had some homework to do. I was exhausted yet I couldn't sit down, kick off the shoes and relax!
I just hate that I know every Monday will be like that! :( It's too much in one day for me!
Every Monday I start class at 9am. I'm in class until 2:50 but have an hour break for lunch from 1 to 2pm. Anyways this past Monday I ate with one of my friends up in her dorm on Raleigh. There's no way I'm going to walk all the way back down to South campus to my dorm if I only have an hour break. So anyways afterwards I have Racquet Sports and then I'm done for the day at 2:50pm right?! nope...then I studied for roughly 2 hours in the UL. I was doing a moldule for my LFIT class thinking it wouldn't take too long...but no! It took me that entire two hours to finish it. You see, I HAVE to take notes, or else I don't remember anything. One of my downfalls. The first time I did my module I didn't take notes and I made a 60, so I learned my lesson. Then I went to chrous at 5:15pm. I have to take an ensemble since I'm a "music major" and apparentlly that's the only ensemble they could put a pianist, such as myself, in. Whatever! After chorus was over by 6:45, I met up with some friends up on Franklin. By the time I got back to my south campus dorm it was 8:45ish. I had been "out" all day and still had some homework to do. I was exhausted yet I couldn't sit down, kick off the shoes and relax!
I just hate that I know every Monday will be like that! :( It's too much in one day for me!
Thursday, January 22, 2009
100 times does it!
I am going to use the the folk belief that if you cross your eyes 100 times, they will stay that way. When my sister and I were little we liked to cross out eyes and look at our parents, just to get on their nerves like kids like to do. Then one day we did it around my grandmother and she told us, "Girls, you don't want to do that! Don't you know that after you cross your eyes 100 times they're stuck that way for life!" We didn't do it so often after that!
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
A New Semester
UNC students have now been back at school for a week and a half and to me, it feels like much longer. As you know my last semester was challenging, not necessarily becuase of my course load, since I only had 13 hours, but becuase I had such a hard time adjusting to college life. However, this semester is so much better. I have more hours, 17.5 (I'll explain the 0.5 later) but I know how to handle it now. I know that, esp. for history classes, the teachers give you way more reading than is humanly possible to accomlish and to be able to have a life at te same time. I learned that the hard way. I learned that you have to do what you can to get by and sometimes that means not doing all of the reading, but definitely doing all of the assignments. Mabye it's becuase this semester has barely started, but I'm actually enjoying myself here!
Of course the first week of classes you barely have any homework and this time I took advantage of it my going to the gym to work out. I went with one of my friends who is sort of like a personal trainer on the side. So she told me what exercises to do. I eneded up only working out for 45 minutes with her becuase I became so exhausted. I was sore by the time we were done stretching! Yeah! Seriously! So anyways a couple days later, once I wasn't as sore, I decided to go back. I walked up the stairs of the Ram's gym and saw a sign which read something like this: "Make sure you clean all equipment before and after use, due to an outbreak of the flu virus! You don't want to miss any of your exams!" After reading it I remembered back in December when it seemed like everyone was getting the flu and I was proud of myself for not contracting the illness. So I went on my way to work out...this time without my beastly friend!
A couple days later I was walking down to my dorm with my roommate after having spent the day trying to "study" in my sister's dorm--we ended up talking for 3 hours instead. I sat down at my desk and began to pull out all of my books to actually get some work done. The longer I sat the more hot I began to feel and the more achy my body became. Soon enough I asked my roommate to check my head to see if it felt warm. I was pretty sure I was coming down with something like a fever. Sure enough I was warm, but I became hotter and hotter. My eyeballs even ached. As it turns out, I ended up being sick. Wheather it was actually the flu or not, I will never know because I didn't have a thermometer. But it was awfully hot in that room for the next few days and I had the most horrible time trying to sleep.
The moral of this story: If you read a sign that gives you advise on how to not get an illness, pay attention to it! Especially when it's in a germy gym.
Of course the first week of classes you barely have any homework and this time I took advantage of it my going to the gym to work out. I went with one of my friends who is sort of like a personal trainer on the side. So she told me what exercises to do. I eneded up only working out for 45 minutes with her becuase I became so exhausted. I was sore by the time we were done stretching! Yeah! Seriously! So anyways a couple days later, once I wasn't as sore, I decided to go back. I walked up the stairs of the Ram's gym and saw a sign which read something like this: "Make sure you clean all equipment before and after use, due to an outbreak of the flu virus! You don't want to miss any of your exams!" After reading it I remembered back in December when it seemed like everyone was getting the flu and I was proud of myself for not contracting the illness. So I went on my way to work out...this time without my beastly friend!
A couple days later I was walking down to my dorm with my roommate after having spent the day trying to "study" in my sister's dorm--we ended up talking for 3 hours instead. I sat down at my desk and began to pull out all of my books to actually get some work done. The longer I sat the more hot I began to feel and the more achy my body became. Soon enough I asked my roommate to check my head to see if it felt warm. I was pretty sure I was coming down with something like a fever. Sure enough I was warm, but I became hotter and hotter. My eyeballs even ached. As it turns out, I ended up being sick. Wheather it was actually the flu or not, I will never know because I didn't have a thermometer. But it was awfully hot in that room for the next few days and I had the most horrible time trying to sleep.
The moral of this story: If you read a sign that gives you advise on how to not get an illness, pay attention to it! Especially when it's in a germy gym.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Inauguration of President Obama: 1/20
I watched the 44th President of the United States be sworn in today: President Barack Obama. The first African Amercian president in US history. It was exciting to be able to participate and observe a huge part of history be made. However, I have been skeptical. Today for the presidential inauguration it was the largest turn out of people for the event. There was this huge crowd of people and every once in a while the crowds would start chaning "Obama! Obama!" but pronounced "o-ba-ma". It kinda worried me sometimes. I mean I'm really glad that the US has its first African American president, but the way our citizens chant his name, and "worship" him in a sense...well, I just hope it doesn't go to his head. So in that way, this type of recation of the people reminds me of what has been seen in the past: a dictatorship. I mean, don't get me wrong...I'm happy that the US and been able to rise above its past. It just concerns me that the people chant his name, have all of this paraphernalia...it's like "worshiping" him like a rock star. I hope that my hunches are wrong. In either case, I know that history is being made before our eyes!
Monday, January 19, 2009
about me!
I just want to tell you a little about myslef so that you'll have a little bit of background information when reading my blogs. My name is Jessica Baber and I am a freshman at UNC Chapel Hill. It's my second semester and it's 10 million times better than my first semester...I'll go into more deatil later, but as for now...In highschool, I'd say I did a lot of things: I loved to read and journal, I was on the school tennis team, very involved in private piano lessons, jazz band, had a job for a semester, did track, and all of those forgotten clubs I signed up for but never really did anything for. You know what I'm talking about. Like the Beta Club--does that club ever do anything?! Oh and Key Club...let's just say that our school didn't get very involved in clubs. Our school just considered them something to put on your college application...I'm assuming our school wasn't the only one, right??
So anyways, that was highschool...now it's college...so my interests/hobbies should be about the same, right? I mean it's only been like...what?...5 months or so. But sadly, no, my interests have changed. My first semester here was a hard one, and I could have sworn that I was all alone and no one else knew what I was going through. I studied all the time, b/c hey! who wants to flunk out of college their first semester? Especially when their older sister went to the same college, and of course you had to do everything your older sister did...I mean, right??
So I decided to go to UNC because it was a "good" school and jeeze, what else could you ask for?! You got in! Therefore, you go to the hardest college you got into...!!! Or at least that's what I did...that was my logic...On August 17, 2008 I woke up pumped to go to college. CTOPS was amazingly awesome, what could go wrong? It took a while but I soon learned that sometimes things don't turn out the way you want them to.
Soo...back to where I was...I studied all the time fearing that I'd flunk out...or at least that's what I say. (It was actually just fear of failure from my own expectations...but don't tell anyone! lol ;) I had a hard time socializing. I'd get oh so lonely in my dark cell of a dorm room. And what made it even worse, me and my roommate hardly talked at all! I'd try my very best to hold a conversation with her, but it was always...yeah, no, I guess, or I don't know. I know for a fact that I had some insane moments! I honestly hated college and didn't know if I was cut out for it. My friends from home were worried about me...they were having the time of their lives at their colleges, but me....that was a diferent story.
But then something clicked during the last month and a half of school before winter break. My music theory class--which i constantly had homwwork in began to let up--and I was somehow able to manage my time. I learned time management! yay! I began hanging out with two of my friends from highschool and invited my roommate along. (We both tend to be quiet people...esp. right in the beginning.) And it was fun again! You know, like the day before classes began in August fun! lol jk. Being a Christian, I know God was providing for me. I know He put me through those hard times for a reason: to help mature me, to make me think about what I was doing in my life, to make me realize what really matters in life doesn't come from anything on earth, but only from something not of this world: Christ!
So yeah last semester was hard...but at the same time I'd go through it all again because of the way it matured me, and is still continuing to mature me...
So anyways, that was highschool...now it's college...so my interests/hobbies should be about the same, right? I mean it's only been like...what?...5 months or so. But sadly, no, my interests have changed. My first semester here was a hard one, and I could have sworn that I was all alone and no one else knew what I was going through. I studied all the time, b/c hey! who wants to flunk out of college their first semester? Especially when their older sister went to the same college, and of course you had to do everything your older sister did...I mean, right??
So I decided to go to UNC because it was a "good" school and jeeze, what else could you ask for?! You got in! Therefore, you go to the hardest college you got into...!!! Or at least that's what I did...that was my logic...On August 17, 2008 I woke up pumped to go to college. CTOPS was amazingly awesome, what could go wrong? It took a while but I soon learned that sometimes things don't turn out the way you want them to.
Soo...back to where I was...I studied all the time fearing that I'd flunk out...or at least that's what I say. (It was actually just fear of failure from my own expectations...but don't tell anyone! lol ;) I had a hard time socializing. I'd get oh so lonely in my dark cell of a dorm room. And what made it even worse, me and my roommate hardly talked at all! I'd try my very best to hold a conversation with her, but it was always...yeah, no, I guess, or I don't know. I know for a fact that I had some insane moments! I honestly hated college and didn't know if I was cut out for it. My friends from home were worried about me...they were having the time of their lives at their colleges, but me....that was a diferent story.
But then something clicked during the last month and a half of school before winter break. My music theory class--which i constantly had homwwork in began to let up--and I was somehow able to manage my time. I learned time management! yay! I began hanging out with two of my friends from highschool and invited my roommate along. (We both tend to be quiet people...esp. right in the beginning.) And it was fun again! You know, like the day before classes began in August fun! lol jk. Being a Christian, I know God was providing for me. I know He put me through those hard times for a reason: to help mature me, to make me think about what I was doing in my life, to make me realize what really matters in life doesn't come from anything on earth, but only from something not of this world: Christ!
So yeah last semester was hard...but at the same time I'd go through it all again because of the way it matured me, and is still continuing to mature me...
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