Posted in cawlidge, feelings and shit, Life. My life.

freshman year.

I am currently in the final week of my freshman year of college, which feels entirely surreal.

A lot happened, and I learned a lot. I learned a lot about myself and I think that’s important, but I also know that I have so much more to learn, which is exciting.

I don’t have a lot to saw, just that this year went by really fast. I have watched a lot of Friday Night Lights this week, which made me miss high school and that hometown feeling.

I don’t feel at home here, yet.

I can give it some more time, I know that but this is hard.

I’m going home this summer and I am nervous. 

There’s a lot I want to be able to do and I honestly don’t trust myself to actually do it. And I don’t even have a specific plan which is even harder.

I need goals in mind that I can work to achieve, which I guess is the next step.

And I’m excited to see what sophomore year has for me. We’ll see though.

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Posted in cawlidge, I"M STRESSED

Editing and some thoughts

As you can probably tell, I don’t edit my blog posts.

I don’t even think about them. My blog is really just aimless writings and thoughts about basically nothing. Things that are on my mind and such.

Right now it’s my poor english grade because I really am bad at writing sentences. Yeah.

That’s a fact. My history instructor even told me that. She basically asked me if I understood grammar… I don’t so a good question.

I have to teach myself. And soon. I’m already screwing over my grades in a lot of my classes.

I have 3 B’s and one is because I didn’t study enough for an exam, one is because of bad papers (not bad but not good) and one is because of bad papers…

I have to work harder and do more.

Commit more time to the things I don’t understand and seek out help for them. I have a really hard time admitting when I’m struggling

I’m currently writing this because I am putting off doing reading for history (really bad, I have an essay due and i have to read a book for it and I’m procrastinating really hard) and workshopping two of my classmates poems for my creative writing class.

I don’t edit or revise these because I really dread the process of looking back on something you have completed, but hey. I shouldn’t. It’s really important to reread stuff.

A lot of my papers and stuff for class have run on’s or missing words because i’m too lazy to just give it a quick read.

That’s SO bad.

But hey, working on it.

Maybe i’ll even read this one over.