Why can't I just accept that having my cat bathing on my desk while I'm studying is completely normal?

Slap in the face

Hello!! This has been a quite busy week and today I'm so exausted that I can't do anything other than blogging and sleeping.

College has been even more challenging than I expected it to be. I've never been much of a social person and now I belong to a class of 60 lovely, caring people, not to mention a whole family of hundreds of Biological Engineering students. It's really new to me, but I'm loving it. I really have to dedicate a post to my new relationship with people... but not today, sorry!

On what comes to tests and evaluation, things get a bit worse. I know from the beggining that I should aim as high as possible - and I'm also aware that I am far from perfection. I knew I wouldn't be the best from the first day to the last, but I did not expect things to be THIS bad. I may be overeacting (I don't think so, but it is possible, I admit it), but this first test (Algebra, last Tuesday) made me realize how hard I have to work to get to where I want to be. Just another thing college taught me...

yours,
millou

What about writing a letter to your future self?

If you have never tried this, you really should: http://www.futureme.org/

It's so weird to place your present self before a future self you don't know, and realizing how you expect it to be... You certainly want to be skinnier, to have better marks, to have a nice job, or something else... Will you really be like that?
And what will your future self think of your present self?
Weird... but interesting.

College: first week review

Looking back to who I was a week ago and who I am now, I can only say :O

This first week was something I had never experienced before. My feet sank on disgusting mud, I screamed until my voice was gone and I wore the same t-shirt 5 days in a row. I feel like a man now.

Of course this first week of college was disgusting, unpleasant and tough. But it was also the funniest and the most instructive I've ever had in my life - and I really mean it. In five days I was taught that sometimes priorities change and it no longer matters if you're sweating like a horse; and that nothing is ever too tough for you to do it. As long as you want it, you can always go a little further: scream a little louder, run a little faster or try a little harder. Always.

yours,

millou