In keeping with my tradition of only starting to blog again when my life is about to change somehow, here I am to announce the most drastic change so far: I found out on Monday after a very anxious weekend spent watching the mailbox, that I am going to Peru in September as a Water and Sanitation Peace Corps volunteer!
The news is making it rather hard for me to concentrate on my remaining school work, which is especially problematic given that my BA paper is due this Friday at 5. That's in 2 days. Crap! I've technically been working on it all year, but I fell really behind last quarter: I lost some of my work when my computer crashed, then I was sick with mono for a month and tired with mono for a second month, then I did a lot of procrastinating to avoid facing up to the fact that I was, in fact, terribly behind...
I got my wisdom teeth out a few weeks ago, too, and then once I could finally eat again, came down with the stomach flu. When I told people about that last bit, some thought I was joking--Because really, who gets the maybe swine flu (yeah, that happened fall quarter...), computer viruses, mono, their wisdom teeth pulled AND then the stomach flu, all in less than a year? It's been quite the cosmic joke, and I think I can honestly say that this academic year has been the worst of my life thus far. At times, I've been way more stressed than I could really handle without cracking--all kinds of drama falling on top of the expected "OMG I'm a Senior, what am I supposed to do with the rest of my life?!" anxiety that I think everyone goes through at this stage.
But then, if this is the worst year of my life, I think I must have it pretty good. I'm not dead. Assuming I don't completely f$%k up the next 48 hours, I'm going to graduate with general honors, maybe departmental honors as well if I'm lucky. Finding out about the Peace Corps this week has really made up for some of the stress and craziness. And probably the best part of all the stress is that along the way is that I've gotten a better sense of who my real friends are. The chorus of one of my new favorite songs this year, Motion City Soundtrack's "A Lifeless Ordinary" explains it quite well: "I think I can figure it out, but I'm gonna need a little help to get me through it."
Speaking of getting through it, though, I should get started on pulling off this whole finishing my BA in the next 48 hours deal. I need to stay pumped. I just had a fantastic (really, really fantastic) interview this morning with an NHS board member and general community activist from Auburn-Gresham (although she was also very informative about Englewood, the neighborhood right next to A-G that is actually the focus of my paper). Yes, I am still doing interviews two days before the due date. Hence the "needing to pull this off" mentality... by every law of the universe it shouldn't happen this way, but then, when does the universe ever follow it's own laws?
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