An Update

Hi,

Seems like I’ve fallen off the face of the earth huh. So much for updating my blog 2-3 times a week, aye? I’ve been busy and I know that’s not a good excuse. I’m always busy and I was managing to find time for this blog before. But now, with 2 weeks left of classes, I’m finding myself falling behind. So those things I want to do are being pushed down the priority list, under things I need to do.

So what’s up?
Well, the weather had been lovely before yesterday, so I was enjoying that. Instead of going to the gym I was taking hour long walks with a friend. We plan on taking 3 more this week, hoping it doesn’t rain. But that’s felt nice, to be up and moving. Outside and enjoying the weather.

As I said I have 2 weeks of classes left, then one week of finals. This means the tests and papers and projects are piling up. I had this past week of 7-8 hours of sleep every night, but I have a feeling these next 2 weeks are about to go back to the previous few where I got 4-5 hours average every night. It’ll be a struggle to get through, but I’m pushing to make it.

I’m still babysitting and as soon as school ends will be doing a bit more because I won’t have classes…

I’m almost through working things out with with my advisor for graduating early. I need to register for two gyms and then a summer class and then I shall be all set for graduation in December!

So life is moving along and quickly too. I’m looking forward to summer and being able to focus on other things and get a break for a little while.

This being said, there is some fun mixed in with all I’m doing that’s stressful. Yesterday we went out for pizza and bowling for my sibling in-laws’ birthdays. My weekends, although spent doing some homework, keep me sane because they are usually spent doing fun and or relaxing things with Robbie

I guess that’s it for now…and this is the last you might be seeing of me until school is done. So I hope your life is going well my fellow blog readers.

Class time. Then lunch time. Then homework time. Then class. Then walking. Then meeting time. Busy day!

Kay

Open Your Blind Eyes

I had an eye-opener of a conversation last night. It was really amazing. It made me think a lot of things through, and it got me thinking (I know, I know, sometimes I think way too much. But last night, I wanted the thinking to go on forever).  It made me wonder how many people around the world, in the USA, in Connecticut, right here in my hometown, are struggling with some of the same things I am struggling with. Yet, I may never find out because what I realized last night, is how much I turn a blind eye to about in my own life, and that my friends… is TOO MUCH.

If I’m turning a blind eye to things, imagine how many other people are as well. I may be standing behind you in the grocery lines and have no idea that you also are here with the only spare 15 minutes in your day (because you stretch yourself too thin but you refuse to acknowledge that…) all while trying to get a microwave meal you can justify as healthy for dinner (because you really don’t want to take the time to buy all the ingredients to make something yourself). You may be just like me. You may have my same struggles. But how would I know if I can’t even see them in myself.

Our topic of conversation last night was specifically about God, my relationship with him, and where I am spiritually right now. But I think this blind eye concept can be attributed to most any topic. You may turn a blind eye to how much housework you’re neglecting because you’d rather go get a mani/pedi once a week. You may have set goals to lose weight but you’re turning a blind eye when you see the guy put an extra scoop of ice cream in your cup. You may need an eye-opener, like I did, telling you that you’re offending God because you’re neglecting him!

We don’t want to see the flaws in ourselves. I, for example, set really high expectations for myself, in almost every aspect of my life. Part of the conversation went to how many organizations I am part of, how much time is being spent at school and at babysitting, and how much is left to spend on God (hint: it’s a lot less than should be). My eyes were opened to the fact that I am aware I hold myself to high expectations for how much effort I put into each of these things that consume my daily life, but that I’m not putting in that much effort, because I’m scared I will find I am lacking. 

I aim for straight A’s. I don’t put in all the work I could, I procrastinate on papers, and sometimes don’t even do the readings. I get by with A’s and B’s. If I put in all the effort I know I could, then maybe I would hit that straight A goal. But no, I’m scared. I’m scared I will fail. What if I do give it my all and I don’t get A’s in everything. What if I realize I am not as good as I like to think I am. Therefore, I don’t try my hardest and then I can never face that truth. I pretend that I’m doing all I can, but deep down I know it’s really a fear of failure keeping me from performing at my best. A year or two ago, I would have never admitted that to you, because I wouldn’t have seen it in myself. I’ve become so good at hiding these truths from myself.

Oftentimes we don’t like to face the truth, because it is hard. Instead we turn around and pretend it isn’t there. It can stand there tapping on our shoulders, shouting our names, and we still don’t turn around. Sometimes we need someone to pick that little guy named truth up, and hold him out in front of us.Sometimes, it will feel like a slap in the face. Here’s this nice little truth you’ve been skirting, finally come back to the forefront of your life, and it ain’t easy to deal with. You know once you have acknowledged him, he won’t go away until you deal with him. After all, that’s why you closed your eyes in the first place, it was easier.

But trust me, once your eyes are opened and you’ve realized that you need to face this head on, you’ll feel so much better. The closer you get to a resolution, the longer your streak of scripture reading is, the more weight you lose, the better you will feel. And maybe someday, you’ll go find that person who put the truth in front of you and give them a great big hug. Because they helped you face something you knew you needed to do all along.

Kay

Happy Birthday Dr. Seuss!

Happy Birthday to the man with whom none can compare! Theodor Seuss Geisel

Seriously, Dr. Seuss is like my hero. He’s amazing, was amazing? Either way, his books are awesome. He let loose and created new words on a whim. He created characters that will live on forever and ever. He created a way to get kids excited about reading. He is plain awesome and if you don’t agree, you can leave. His stories will never leave our hearts and they excite childhood memories, at least they do in me. For example reading Green Eggs and Ham and then having them in school! Or trying to see who could read through the crazy rhymes faster than all the others. I was usually pretty good at that. They are just so much fun and I can’t thank him enough for what he left behind for generations of children and adults alike to enjoy

This is just a short note of recognition to him because I really have to go do homework. But I decided to compile a few of his birthday wishes tweeted by his biggest fans out there.

“Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.”#HappyBirthdayDrSeuss

You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself in any direction you choose. #happybirthdaydrseuss

We’ll celebrate at a mall. We’ll celebrate in a hall. We’ll celebrate and have a ball. Because for a great man we can!#happybirthdaydrseuss

I hope people are still wishing me Happy Birthday years after I die.#HappyBirthdayDrSeuss !

#HappyBirthdayDrSeuss Thank you for inspiring creativity and joy throughout the world.

“I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living.” #HappyBirthdayDrSeuss

my mom says #wheniwasakid I used to check out nothing but Dr. Seuss books, and hide them under my mattress.#happybirthdaydrseuss

Have a GREAT day my fellow Seuss lovers

Kay

Monday Blues

Kay’s not feeling too sunshine-y today…but I suppose we all have these kind of days and this blog wouldn’t be a true reflection of me if I didn’t let you in on the secret that the life of Kay isn’t always filled with rays of sunshine. Sometimes stress builds up, sometimes it builds up too much and it all comes crashing down. But when you have the right support group around you and God above you, you can make it through. And I will. This Monday might not be starting off well but I have high hopes for the rest of the week. Plus I always have the weekends to look forward to, now that they are normally filled with happy times with my favorite person. Not to mention Spring break is on its way! I’m quite looking forward to that.

I don’t have any awesome plans to go anywhere warm. That’s one thing I never understood about college kids. They’ve been away from their families for at least two months, sometimes longer, and instead of going home to spend Spring break with them, they head down south with a group of friends. Where, to be honest, people die and get roasted by the sun and drink too much. I’d rather go home and see my family or even take the week vacation with my family. Granted I live at home, so I am lucky enough to see them all the time, but I still don’t see the allure in going to spend a week on a beach with a bunch of other college kids who are acting like crazy people. I’m going to stay home, maybe take a day to visit my mom at work, see the boyfriend, and catch up on sleep. That sounds like a good plan to me Maybe I’m just a simple girl, but I’m okay with that. I do wish it were a bit warmer though, that’s probably the only reason I’d be going down south. I am quite cold up here in New England these days.

Which is funny, since I’ve lived here all my life. I remember playing outside for hours in the winter and being perfectly fine. I’d stand in the freezing cold at the bus stop where it was acceptable to shiver because it was so cold and early, and yet I never remember getting this cold. I must be getting older, turning into an old lady. Every year it becomes easier and easier for me to get cold. Therefore it takes longer and longer for me to warm up. Oh well, like they say, it’s easier to put on more layers than to take them off. I’ll keep layering, it will keep getting colder, and hopefully I can find a middle ground where I’m warm enough.

Okay, enough dilly-dallying. I have a long day ahead of me, lots of work to do, and you probably do too. Time to end this thing and get back to life.

As a parting thought: I get a daily devotional emailed to me. I thought this verse worked well. Because even though I’m down, I have amazing people around me building me up and encouraging me. And I thank God everyday for such people.

“Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing.” 1 Thessalonians 5:11 (NIV)

Kay

Snowy Friday!

I woke up this morning to…SNOW! It was, shall we say, unexpected. Yesterday was so warm it felt like spring/summer. People were out and about in shorts! So needless to say, when I woke up, I was expecting sun. Tina popped into my room and told me to look out the window and I was faced with 4 inches of snow. It is beautiful, thats for sure. I thought I was over winter, but I really don’t mind this today.

We opted to stay home so dad wouldn’t have to rush to clear the driveway and our street hadn’t even been cleared as of 9…so today is full of free time. No school, no babysitting, lots of productivity! I have pictures to edit (Hixson wedding photoshoot will be up on KWalker Photography in the next few days, finally) and I can do homework, catch up on some reading, and last but not least…clean my room! Mom’s been waiting for me to have time to do that last one. And now that I have a fully free day, I will! I also might take a nap since I have been up since 6:30am.

I’m looking forward to the day, to getting stuff done. Its only 9:30am after all, I have the whole day ahead of me!

Have a wonderfully snowy day folks

Kay

What is Passion?

I’ve been slacking…and super busy…and dating. Yeah, I have a boyfriend, and when I can only see him on weekends, well, I’m not as willing to do other stuff that needs to be done because I want to spend my time with him. I do so hope you understand. This week is going to be crazy as well because the kids I babysit are on break so I have lots of extra babysitting hours. Less time for myself, yay (sarcasm). I need to get caught back up on stuff though and get back into my routine I’ve lost the past couple weeks. Tonight I plan on going to the gym, getting back into that, so I decided I should write a blog post. It was “requested” as in Robbie wants to see my thoughts on passion. And I’m thinking I should make this like a series. I did perpetually a while ago. I should choose words and break them down how I see them; after all I am a lover of words. If you know me, you know that.

I know Wikipedia isn’t a legitimate academic source, but I liked how they put the definition of Passion instead of Dictionary.com. They say it’s “A lively or eager interest in, or admiration for, a proposal, cause, or activity or love - to a feeling of unusual excitement, enthusiasm or compelling emotion, a positive affinity or love, towards a subject, idea, person, or object.” So many happy words right there, and that’s what I think of when I think of passion. It’s something that excites me, it’s something I feel so “passionate” about, meaning something that can stir up strong feelings. I’d say I have a good amount of passions. I’d also say that the range of what you can be passionate about, is huge. It can be something from being passionate about fashion, to being passionate about petitioning about your neighborhood watch.

A person can be passionate about another individual. They can have that “lively eager interest or admiration” for someone they love. When you want to spend time with a person, when you want to share your life experiences with them, when you want to be there to make them happy…that’s passion. Giving your all to that person because your feelings are so strong, is being passionate. For me it’s just making people happy in general; making them smile. It’s a feeling of passion when I am so excited after I’ve made someone smile because I’ve done something for them, because I’ve helped them with something, or any reason really.

A person can also be passionate about an abstract thing, such as with me. I have a passion for knowledge. I love to learn. Sure sometimes I complain, but that’s just because I can’t just be learning. I have to be working, coping, helping, multi-tasking, and learning. I can’t just sit down and read my books and devour new words and information because life calls me away time and time again. I would consider it a passion because it makes me happy, because I look forward to it, because I find I have an admiration for people who just…know things. Sometimes I will sit and read the dictionary, just to learn new words. Other times I surf the Internet, I look up random things, like the guys who invented the mirror, because these things fascinate me. When I really get into a subject and what I’m learning about, I would call it feeling passionate. Just recently I had the privilege to go see some rare manuscripts. I had that feeling of “unusual excitement, enthusiasm” for the fact I was getting to see the original essays of Francis Bacon, some of the first editions of Paradise Lost to ever be printed, and a letter signed by Queen Elizabeth herself. Most people find no fascination in seeing old books, but I would just say they aren’t as passionate about it as I.

Another thing I find to be a passion these days is my photography. Sometime last year it changed from a hobby into a passion. It’s something I love to do, love to grow with, and use as therapy. The joy it gives me can fix most stressful days. When I need a break I go out in my backyard, take a little walk, and photograph it. I find the details in nature, the intricacies in the bark and the flares of sunlight shining through the trees. When on a photo shoot I get deeply involved. I’m there to do what’s needed to provide the best photographs possible. I want to make my clients smile and I know they will, because I give my all to the task. It just makes me so happy. I know that since it’s my passion, that will come across in the work. I’d also consider it a passion because of what I’m willing to do for it. Lying on the beach in January in the freezing cold at 8pm because I want a shot of the moon, climbing up a mountain despite my fear of heights because I need a picture of the view, that’s passion. Nothing is too big a hindrance because I love photography and knowing that I can capture a moment forever gives me motivation to do what I probably wouldn’t if I didn’t have my camera on me.

Lastly, one can have a passion for faith. My passion is for Jesus. For the man who died for me so I can live freely, without worry about my sin, my future, about anything. His passionate love, the fact I mean that much to Him, it makes me want to cry (with joy of course) because I know I didn’t deserve it but He did it anyways. So when I speak about God, when I pray to God, it’s with passion. It’s with a thankful and forgiving heart because passion is the compelling emotion driving me. I love Him, I know He loves me, and I think that’s enough reason to have a passion to serve and love Him for the rest of my life.

There are so many things to be passionate about in life, you can even be passionate about life. Some people are, and those people are awesome. I think individuals with passions are the people who have figured out how to live life. So if you don’t have a passion, you should go find one. If you do, bravo, you’re on a track to success. Live out those passions and let them fill you with happiness. Let it be so the people around you say “Wow, they’re passionate about that”. Make it known and share those passions, your joy in it will be evident. You never know who might need a little boost around you.

Kay

ps. I was rusty, that could have been worded better, but I’m going to get back into this. Keep me accountable.

Life is Fleeting

A kid who went to high school with me died last night. He was only 18, so young, so full of life, and gone so quick. I’d only met him a few times but when you’ve sat in a room with a kid for a few hours talking to him, you get to know him. He becomes more than a name; He is a person with a face and a personality. I may not have as much to say as those who knew him well, but I can say that it was a tragic death and I know his family is hurting. His dad is actually a professor at my college and it’s hit him hard. I ask for your prayers for the Engel family as they suffer through this hardship right now and for a long time to come. I pray for peace and that they have a solid support group around them. It’s never easy to lose a loved one, especially not when it’s your 18 year old son. I pray for his friends and acquaintances who are slowly learning of his death throughout the day.

It’s a reminder to the rest of us that your life could be over tomorrow if God so decided it. James 4:14 says “What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. “ So live every moment to it’s bursting point. Love as if you could never love enough. Forgive those around you who need forgiving. Don’t take people or things for granted and accept that what is given to you with happiness and open arms. People can never have too many hugs either. And find God, because He is the center, and He gives you something to live for.

I’ve been building up a Pinterest board of quotes and sayings I like for another post, but this one seems fitting as most of them are inspirational. I thought I would share them with you.

 

Kay

Springy

Speaking of rays of sunshine…did you FEEL that weather today?! At one point, I was sitting outside before babysitting. It was 61 degrees, with the sun shining down on me, reading a book. It was awesome. I know winter probably isn’t done yet, but I’m in the mood for spring. I can’t wait for it. It’s my favorite season! It just makes me so happy. And, speaking of spring, I was going through some old documents tonight…just because I felt like reminiscing. I came across this creative writing piece I wrote as a junior in high school about a spring day (the assignment was to use as many adjectives as possible) and thought I’d share it with you. It’s quick, its springy (thats a pun, you’ll get it…) and I promised I would share some of my creative writing. Even if this one is a little old. So enjoy

Losing Touch With Gravity

            Words flying, mouths moving at rapid speed. My sister and I scramble to be the victor of the battle. The phone rings and we instantly stop. “Wanna come?” Our fight dissolves as we scramble to the door. The roughness of the carpet on my bare feet as I slip on my shoes feels like sandpaper compared to the lush green grass they are used to. As I take a step out my backdoor I feel the warm air caress my cheeks. My feet in their shoes slap the well-worn pavement as I run down my street, pulling my sister along as she stumbles behind me trying to catch up. The wind is blowing through my hair and my eyes are watering from the impact of the cold air on my exposed eyeballs. Down the hill we dash and around the corner to the neighbors house. We meet up with the others and head down yet another hill. I plop down on a rock catching my breath. I can feel the hard, bumpy surface under me. I shift my body to get a more comfortable position. I slip my shoes off my feet and feel a cool breeze pass over them. Then I am up the silver but tarnished ladder. I take a step and I am propelled forward by my sister’s step behind me. I catch myself before I fall and take another. I can feel the coarse black material under my feet and the vibrations the springs make as they move about. I can hear them squeak and match it up with each vibration. I smell a barbecue nearby and hear the birds chirping.

Then I’m flying. Up, up, up into the sky. I can see everything up there. I see our neighbors little girl rolling down her driveway in her pink plastic toy car. I can see memories unraveling. The boy playing basketball reminds me of last summer. The “bounce, bounce, thud” of the ball hitting the driveway then the backboard is lost in the wind, but I can imagine it. Then it’s over. It has only been a matter of seconds that felt like eternity. I fall back down to hit into the criss-crossed ropes that resemble that of a checkerboard. I grab on to the ropes for support as my sisters movement is jostling me. Then up again, facing the other way. I see a pool and the kids are splashing in the crystal clear water. So refreshing on a nice warm day. Back down again. As this goes on for some time my mind is filled with sights of the neighborhood. A bunny hops through the brush, a squirrel up the side of a tree. I have a hawk’s eye view and can see forever into the distance. I love the feel of flying into the air, losing touch with gravity for a moment, then landing again only to be thrust upward with another jump.

The wind cools our now hot and sweaty bodies as we take a few minutes of rest and plop down to sit. The black material is warm, but not hot. It’s scratchy against my bare legs in my cut-off shorts. We laugh and look at the time. My sister and I jump up with a start. It is time to go. Goodbyes are said with hasty regret, as we hate to leave this day. We slip our shoes back on and begin to run up the hill exhausted. Our lungs feel like they will collapse but we love it. We don’t have a second in the world to waste. When we reach the top we look back down to where we had just had so much fun. We turn to each other and we can see it in each other’s eyes. Same time, same place, tomorrow!

Kay

First Week: I Survived

It’s Friday, Fridayyyyy. Gotta get down on Fridayyyy.

Sorry, I had to do it. That song gets stuck in my head like nobody’s business. I had a friend who used to text me a line from it every Friday. I’m sort of glad that stopped. Just because of how easy it is to have it in your head for a whole day. So if it’s stuck in your head now…well, I apologize.

It is Friday though, and that means I’ve made it through my first week of the spring semester! Well, almost. I have one more class (in an hour and half) and then I have babysitting and then I’ll be home, with a possible trip to the gym. But after babysitting will be the end of my week and the start of my weekend As Robbie said today, “Friday, the end of doing something for money. The beginning of doing something because you love it” and boy oh boy is that true this weekend! I have an awesome photo shoot planned for tomorrow. Pray that it’s not too cold and the sun is out!

The week went by really fast, which was nice, but also kind of scary. That means this semester is going to be over in the blink of an eye. What is it, 13 weeks left? Craziness. I like all my classes and as I said before, I’m happy to be learning again. Break was a nice rest but it feels awesome to be using my brain and facing challenges of learning new things. I think the most challenging class will be History 112. It’s a 3 hour-long night class once a week, that’s a whole lot of history to take in when you don’t particularly care for history. Granted my sister and friend are in the class, but still, I’ve had better classes. Luckily the teacher has an accent or it would be even more unbearable. I’m going to really need to focus on that one and actually study. Which, if you know me, isn’t something I really do. But I’ve made Deans list 4 of 5 semesters and I’d like to get it again this semester!

My other classes are English: Realism and Naturalism, English: American Gothic, Abnormal Psychology, and Screenwriting. None of those are too hard. Screenwriting is going to be a lot of work, especially since it’s also a once a week class and there are a lot of parts to it, but I like writing and I love reading so it’s in my comfort zone. Abnormal Psych is super interesting. We are learning about psychological disorders, so that’s going to be fun. It’s not difficult and the more interesting it is to learn, the less I need to study. Then lastly my two English classes are both in my major, both with teachers I’ve had before, and both will be “easy”. That is, easy to me, the student who loves to read, who doesn’t mind the fact she’s reading four books at the same time, and can also write 5 page papers with ease. I’m happy with my schedule. And since these other four classes won’t be a huge struggle, I can hopefully devote what time is needed to my History.

On top of school I made it through another week of babysitting. Four days a week, Tuesday-Friday I babysit out in Cheshire. It’s a simple easy job where I get the kids off the bus and help with homework until the parents get home. Friday’s the youngest, Jessica, has karate so the oldest, Stephen, and I sit and watch her class. Normally I read or have to entertain Stephen. On today’s agenda? Teaching him how to make paper cranes

I also babysit on Thursday mornings, after class and before the Cheshire job. I love that one It’s for a three-month old from my church. She wakes up when I get there, I play with her, feed her, and then she usually goes down for a nap right before I leave. It’s three hours of me and a baby. Pretty much one of the greatest things to me. It’s so awesome to see her growing, learning, changing. The first six months of a baby’s life is where you can see these changes best. Just in three weeks she went from rolling over, to being able to get up on all fours rocking back and forth. I can’t wait to see the day she starts crawling! Sorry, got a little excited with those details

I also had my Quad News interview on Monday night and got the job as Photography Editor. Which is pretty exciting, but also a lot of work. So I’ve been doing that stuff all week. Such as organizing photographers for who takes what pictures, brainstorming ideas for myself to take pictures, emailing various editors about stories, and arranging times to go talk to classes about who we are and what we do, to try to recruit more people.

Last but not least, I made it to the gym…once sadly, but still made it. Last night I got home, ate some food, then headed to the gym. I figured out when the most intense people go, and that’s at night. In the morning it was generally older people, people moving at a slower pace, but not last night. There were guys running 10-12mph on the treadmills and lifting insane amounts of weights. Maybe one day I’ll be at that intensity (although maybe not lifting that many weights) but for now I’m happy with my pace. It was also super busy, so I had a lot more people watching to do. And as a plus, Jeopardy was on the TV in front of me, so I got to watch that. I even got 6 answers right, in a row! That was cool. I hope to have time to go back tonight but we will have to see. Since I’ll be out all day tomorrow I have some things I have to do. Next week I will definitely be going three times though!

I hope you had a lovely week, whether it be at work or at school. And I hope you have an even greater weekend!

Sending a ray your way on this rainy day,

Kay

Hello Spring Semester

It’s my first day back at school after a long and wonderful winter break. Usually, after that month off of school, I’m really ready to get back into the swing of things. But this winter break was different, what with me having a job and lots to do, so when this morning rolled around at 6:30am…let’s just say it took me longer to get out of bed than it should have…

I made it though. And it does feel good. I have been to one class so far, Abnormal Psychology, and I’m pretty excited for that one. Not only because it feels good to really be using my brain again and learning new things, but because it’s such an interesting subject. We’re going to study disorders like schizophrenia and anorexia. We’re going to do case studies. We’re going to have fun. Plus, I don’t have to buy the book if I don’t want to and there is no class participation grade! Woot. It was a nice start to a very early morning. I have a 3 hour break between classes which in the future will be filled with homework but since I don’t have any, I’m writing this now (some people are already doing work in the library. crazy) I have 30 minutes before I head to my next class, English-Naturalism and Realism. Then Tina and I head home for lunch and I come back at 3 for Script Writing. I’ll write another post on Friday, update y’all on how the first day of all my classes went, which ones I am looking forward to, etc, because I know you care oh so much

I have a super busy Spring semester ahead of me. I’m taking 5 upper level classes, which means I have class every day of the week. I babysit 4 days a week now, twice on Thursday, so I have less time to do that homework. I’m also Co-President of Quixotic, our literary club on campus. I’m photography editor and a writer for my schools online newspaper so I’ll be at events taking pictures, writing articles, and going to meetings. I’m also part of the Writers Series here at school, which is every other Friday, and I help do set-up/break down of the room we hold it in, when I can attend. Not to mention now that Walker Studios has started up, Amy and I plan on meeting once a week in a 2 hour time block we have free between classes and jobs to discuss client work. And last, but not least, I still plan on getting to the gym 3-4 times a week. So I would say I have quite the plateful. Let’s see how much time i can fit in for sleep and eating. But if I can survive this semester, I’ll only have one more to go!

I kind of like being that busy person who needs to write down her schedule hour by hour to fit everything in. It helps me stay on task and be productive. When I have too much free time floating around, I’m afraid I wile it away doing nothing useful. So here’s to hoping this semester goes wonderfully and doesn’t drive me into the ground. Mom wouldn’t like that much.

Kay