I have done a lot of fun things this week, as well as a lot of preparation for my big college departure on August 25th. I have horrendously overpacked, but I really do feel like I need most of it. I have decided not to worry too much about my excessiveness because if something doesn’t fit, it can just go home with my parents. #perksofstayinginstate
On Monday I went to the movies with my mom (Florence Foster Jenkins) and on Tuesday I went to help my mom at work and went to the movies with my friends (Bad Moms, so fun!!). Fun story: on Monday I got my blood drawn, and on Tuesday I found this huge red mark on my arm and thought I was bleeding out. I ran home (I was at mile 5 of 7) basically in tears and my mom told me it’s totally normal. Turns out I have a punctured vein, so all that drama was wasted. The mark is still on my arm. It looks like a cool purple-y birthmark now.
On Wednesday I helped my mom again had my very last therapy appointment before school starts. On Thursday, I did a lot of packing and paring down, but I still have a crapload of stuff. Like I said, though, I cannot waste any more time panicking about that. I accept my overpacking fate.
On Friday I went to the mall for MCD (Middle Child’s Day) with my grandma and mom. My grandma bought me two fancyish dresses, one of which I wore yesterday to the National Aquarium. They are both polka dotted and very vintage-y and super fun to wear. Here’s another vintage-inspired dress I tried on but did not buy because I am poor:
Saturday I biked, did weight training, went to Whole Foods, did some packing, and then went out to the aquarium and saw many beautiful fish and turtles (go Terps!). Afterwards, me and my dad ate at a super quirky/earthy/granola-shoe restaurant called Liquid Earth. It was ballin’.
This morning I biked for a bit while watching Game of Thrones and then ran 15 miles with my dad in College Park. We stopped a lot to buy gatorade and sweet tea. It was sweaty but not terrible. Here’s me looking really cute with Testudo:
Here are some life lessons for you:
Life Lesson #1: Beggars can’t be choosers
I am a pretty meticulous person. I want things my way, at my time, and at my location. This desire often comes in conflict with my social life. As an early bird (and a weirdo who goes to bed at 8:30pm), I simply do not want to go out to parties and bonfires at night. When I do, I literally spend the entire time waiting to go home. As a person who eats dinner around 7pm, I don’t want to go out at 7. That’s ME time. Don’t take that from me. As a vegan, I don’t want to go to restaurants that refuse to acknowledge my needs. As a person who likes to run in the morning, I don’t want to do things to early, either. I am very specific and annoying.
But here’s what I’ve learned: If I plan the event, I get to choose the time. I get to choose the activity. I get to choose the location. I am in charge, and I love it. It allows me to be social without experiencing too much anxiety or having to move my schedule around.
So I plan lunch dates. Movie dates. I host parties. It’s fun to be in charge. Of course, I don’t only attend only events I plan. Just mostly. Going to too many events is exhausting anyway. Staying home and eating falafel is far more enjoyable and relaxing than getting drunk, embarrassing yourself, and feeling like crap the whole next day.
Life Lesson #2: Turn it off
I am a worrier. I am a person who worries a lot. It is a blessing and a curse, because worrying about things motivates me to do something to fix them (mostly because I know I will worry until the issue is resolved). On the advent of my new college life, I have plenty of things to worry about. During the daytime, I work to solve these fears. I make lists. I talk to my therapist. I do things, like packing and organizing, that make moving out seem less daunting. At nighttime though (other people probably consider my “nighttime” to be early evening), I need to relax. I work and exercise all day, so to stay sane, I must relax at night. And sometimes it is very difficult to “turn off” the worries, though. They float above my head like little rain clouds. I am in the process of learning how to shut my brain up in the evening so I can try to calm myself and get a good night’s sleep.
It’s a skill I think we could all benefit from learning, and it’s applicable in more scenarios than just mine. For example, lonely wives in movies always complain about their husbands “taking the office home with them”. These men need to learn how to “turn off” their office worries and woes so that they can be present at home. We can’t carry all of our problems around all the time–they are far too heavy. Give yourself some time to rid yourself of the little anxieties of living. Whether that time is spent reading, doing yoga, or watching cheesy sitcoms is up to you, but you should really try to carve out some time for yourself.
You probably already know this, but when I go to school, I do it very hardcore. I am a hardcore student. But, because of my 10/10 time management skills, throughout my junior and senior years, I never once did homework past 7:30pm. After 7:30 is my time. It’s when I eat dinner, watch bad television or Christmas movies, and check Twitter. It’s important to me to have this time; The 90 minutes or so of “free time” I allowed myself every day allowed me to recharge and go hardcore all over again the next day.
Long story short:
That’s all for this week, internet. I don’t want to brag or anything, but I think this post was really high quality. You’re welcome.
This time next week I will be living in a DORM. Scary and exciting. Will update you then.