originally published in The Moody Standard, issue 77.11, in May, 2012, as my first column as editor-in-chief of The Moody Standard I have never really stopped being surrounded by words. My grandfather worked as an editor for the majority of his career, and my mother is […]
Month: August 2012
Castles in the sky: dreams that don’t really have foundation in reality; unreachable things; dreams far off; abstract, unattainable. Or at least that’s what I’m told. I was never much of a dreamer. Too practical, I suppose, and I’d be the first to admit it’s probably a […]
Today’s lesson: Don’t drink five-hour energy before sitting down to do desk work. Or maybe it’s just don’t drink five-hour energy? The strangest part is that I ONLY drank maybe a quarter of one of those tiny bottles.
And then I realize it’s not just the caffeine I just shot into my system. I’m just antsy in general right now. The excited, eager kind of antsy, mostly. The nervous, stressed, worried kinds as well, but I’d rather focus on the excited and eager feelings today. They’re much more attractive. And supportive, encouraging, positive. (Can I date an abstract concept?)
My mom has a saying. And let me tell you, when she gets a saying going, it never really goes away. Seriously. Never. “August has a way of getting you ready for school.” Working in an elementary school, she should know! And it’s true. No matter how much I enjoy summer and and dread the return of school during the early months, by August it changes. Of course it’s more so now, when school means seeing close friends I’ve gone three months without and returning to a city that I’ve made a home in, but I’ve always been this way. I just wouldn’t have been so likely to admit it in high school!
I spent over an hour last night, when I should have been sleeping (of course), leaving messages for and chatting with girls from the floor I’m moving onto this fall. I should have been sleeping, but I can’t help it – I was excited! I keep forgetting that I’m going to be on 3W this fall, and every time I remind myself I’m just as excited as the last time. I loved my old floor, but grew into the community on this one as the last year went on. And I’m so excited to be legitimately a part of it.
I’m obsessing over decorating late at night these days too. Flipping through posts on Pinterest, wondering about my own DIY skills, dreaming of color schemes. I probably should remind myself that there’s only so much you can do with a Houghton dorm room, and I should probably stop texting my new roommate about decorating all the time, but I can’t help it. Last year was so busy, so crazy. There was so much transition and so much new responsibility involved in each semester, that no matter how design-y I can get and no matter how artsy my wonderful roommate was, we never really finished decorating. Seriously. I finally put something on the wall beside my bed in April. So I’m excited, because getting back early means times to get settled and pretty up our room.
Oh, wait, why am I going back early, you ask? [Just pretend you did.] That’s another thing I’m super [duper] antsy about. But that’s also where the nervous and stressed feelings come in, uninvited and unattractive. For the past two years I’ve worked with our school’s wonderful newspaper – one year as an unpaid Practicum student [for credit] and last year on staff as Business Manager.
And this year? Editor-in-Chief. Totally never expected that to happen, going into college. But I love it. Well, I think I’ll love it. I’ll definitely love it more than doing the business end of things. Because, see, I love editing. And I love working with – and taking care of – people. So it’s going to be phenomenal, and I’m extremely eager-antsy to get everything rolling, and ridiculously happy to be going into the year with a fantastic, synergytastic, mostly-trained staff. Yes, synergytastic is now a word. And “mostly-trained” is a wonderful adjective.
Of course, the stressed out nervous part comes from the fact that I have no blessed idea what I’m doing in such a role, but for the most part I’m excited to learn and figure it out as we go – and it helps to know your adviser is awesome.
See? I’m so antsy for this fall to finally arrive that I can’t even stop talking about it. Next thing you know, I’ll be explaining exactly where I intend to place my picture frames and why I’m so excited to finally have a Walmart nearby campus. What? You don’t care? Oh fine. If you actually read this all the way through you deserve a little mercy.
So what about you? Are you excited for the fall, or dreading the end of summer? And other students, am I totally alone in being antsy for school year after year?
Stay tuned for when my mood totally changes and I blog about why I can’t stand the thought of leaving Florida!
Disclaimer: I rarely proofread my blogs. So if you wonder why the girl with all the typos is an editor, well, it’s because I do almost all my informal writing in the middle of the night. That should pretty much explain everything.
I don’t really know what I’m doing with this blog right now. I’m tempted to try to make a regular thing of it. Blogging has always been an on-and-off pastime for me, but I’ve started following so many great lifestyle-type blogs lately that I’m so tempted. Tempted to claim that I’m going to do it, going to make something of my blog.
And then I realize how bad of an idea that probably is right now. Lately, my mind is a very disordered place. I’d blame it on summer, but that’s a farce. It’s been coming on for a while now, including most of the last school year. I’ve been improving though. After all, it IS almost back-to-school time, and there is NO way I can get through everything I have going this year with a disorganized mind or life.
That said, with everything coming up [a topic for a different post], with all the motivation I need to find for already existing endeavors, and with how time-consuming it’s all bound to be, I’d probably be setting myself up for failure if I decided to make my blog a priority as well.
Does that mean I can’t try to write more? Hardly. I NEED to write more. I like writing, when I actually do it. And I love writing, when I’m doing enough of it that it starts to feel natural again. [And I’m definitely going to need fodder for my biweekly column – blogging may help with ideas.]
So what about a small goal? What if I say… two blogs a week? Trust me, that’s a massive commitment when you consider that I went June ’11 to about June ’12 without an update. But one of those two can be one of the “link-ups” I’ve been noticing on other blogs lately [High Five Friday, which I’ve done below, or Smell the Roses, which I intend to do soon]. By posting something easy and quick once a week, hopefully adding a more thoughtful post alongside will feel less demanding and stressful.
To make it more concrete, it’s a goal for five weeks. I’ll make five weeks of 2+ posts a week, and reevaluate at the end.
It might not happen. Or it might happen halfway. But I adore the glimpse of the blogging community that I get by just reading blogs and skimming comments, and I want to crack the door open just a little more by partaking a little. Is that a mixed metaphor?
So here’s one of my posts for the week. If I do follow through, you can expect that most of them about this time of night, when I’m the most incoherent and ramble inclined. I apologies ahead of time.