*sigh*

What a fucked up world.

back to where i belong

Even though it feels like it's only been a few days since my last post, a lot sure has happened.

Obviously, I am back in college at Sewanee. It was wonderful to have 2 (almost) full days to just enjoy the campus and do pretty much nothing. I am nervous about how I will do this semester, but I intend to work my ass off. My parents gave me a 3rd chance, which was pretty much a one in a million chance, so I refuse to blow it this time. Today was our first day of class, and I already know I am going to enjoy my Social Psych class, but History left me almost passed out on my desk. My Psych class is super small (5 people including me), so I know we are going to get a lot done and have awesome interaction with the prof. She seems really cool. On the other hand, History has never been my strong suit, but I will try everything to do well in there. I just find it hard to get motivated in a class you don't enjoy much at all.
I am also excited about this swim season. We had a good crowd come out yesterday for the pre-season meeting. It was also great to re-unite with my 'family' again. We are going to have a good year, I just know it. And the fact that our Coach needs us more than ever will really be influential. I think he is going to put more into it this year than he ever has. I also look forward to the new swimmers contributing to the team.

I just think that this year is going to be an excellent one with everything I have going for me.

Except that I left my laptop at home. Yeah, that was a dumb move (I'm using my roomie's comp until it gets here).

have you ever...

So it's been forever since I've written, making it pretty easy to fill in the facts of the last month or so.

First off, I am going back to Sewanee. When I checked my grades online, they fell slightly short in Religion (go figure) of my parents' standards. At first, they kept their word and were going to make me stay home AT LEAST a semester and commute to a nearby college (UNCG), get a decent job, and pretty much get my shit together.
Let's just say I was beyond devastated. I couldn't help but burst into tears every time I thought of each one of my friends realizing that I wasn't going to be there. I thought about how my coach was losing not only a swimmer, but a friend. I thought about my roommate, her ridiculous shyness, and how I couldn't drag her out of the room when she studied for over 6 hours straight. I felt like the woman in the movie, "Something's Gotta Give," when she keeps crying in a scene for like 124385984754 times straight. Things were completely miserable.
But my parents caved. Well, mostly my mom. They couldn't stand seeing me so torn up over it, realized that I, in retrospect, was making progress, and maybe even found the right major this time. It was completely out of their character and I seriously didn't think they were going to budge in this matter.
I am extremely, truly grateful for their decision.

Another update... we're moving... down the street. So, when I say ridiculous amount, it's not an exaggeration. Unlike most college kids, I have to move/pack my college stuff, along with the rest of my HOUSE. I feel like my parents are pushing so hard to get this done before I leave, just to make things suck more for me. Well, maybe not. But it still sucks for me, nonetheless.

I think that wraps everything up for now.

I can't wait to get to the Mountain!