Substance and Emotional Abuse

I've been having a hard time in one of my classes this semester. Health Psych has been kicking my trash. I didn't know how bad it was until I checked my midterm grade and it was an F. I freaked. After talking to my professor (he says I can still get a C, no problem), I went home with a renewed sense of action. I studied hard and long this past weekend for my next test in that class. Once I felt fairly confident, I marched (drove) over to the testing center (holocust gas chambers) and took my test. Surprisingly, I still felt confident while taking the test! I knew this stuff! Studying works!

Ha.

Funny story. I waited for my score and it popped up on the screen just outside the exit, as usual. And guess what it was: 65%. I wanted at least a 75%, but no, I got 65%. I spent the rest of the day being gloomy and sad, crying over a test score.

BUT IT GETS BETTER:

I show up to class on Monday, as usual, but the class is overly agitated. Apparently, everyone got a crappy grade. Even the stuck up rude boy that sits next to me said he failed the test. One girl complained to the professor, and after closer examination, he realized that the answer key had gotten about 10 questions wrong. I felt more anxiety scoring the test right there in class than when I actually took it. Guess what? I GOT A 77%!!!!!! I didn't suck, I wasn't stupid, and my score went up significantly!!!

YAY ME!!

And that's my academic miracle story for today.

"We're war veterans! We're allowed to be mad!"

Laurel, I stole that from you because it absolutely made me giggle for twenty minutes. My goal is to spread it throughout the world and bring giggles to all the poor people in India.

That almost made sense.

I find my lack of motivation astounding.

I work with far too many attractive, funny, nice, and all around good guys. Makes life interesting to say the least...

Since I've decided to get back on the mission path, it's been increasingly difficult to motivate myself to find a date for this weekend. My roommates and I planned (sorta) this group date for Saturday, and now I have to find someone. But, as is typical Kacey fashion, I have recently rid myself of any options. Yes. That's life.

I'll be fine. Just gotta get the gumption to do it!

Welcome Welcome Monday Morning!

I dreamt that I hit the snooze button at my usual time: 6:30 a.m. Apparently, my dream was so vivid that I woke myself out of a dream because I knew I'd been sleeping for a while-- far longer than 10 minutes. I panicked immediately and looked at my clock (I'm awake at this point) and it said 3:10. But the hall light was on! Someone had to be awake, so it couldn't be 3:10. My next thought was that the electricity went out and my clock started over at midnight. So I whipped out my cell phone and looked at the time-- blast! I had a text message so I couldn't check it! I got rid of the text and my phone said "3:11 a.m." Holy. Cow. I was SOOOOO convinced that it was 7:00 or later!!! I closed my phone and tried to sleep for the next thirty minutes, but I'd been so good at convincing myself that it was around 7, my body had a hard time falling back asleep.

Weird.

Anyway!

Life's been GOOD lately! Here's what I've been up to:

Made a boot and two water fountains in my ceramics and sculpture classes. Soooo fun! After they're glazed, I'll take pictures and put em up here.

Bought two tomatoe plants: one cherry and one beefsteak. I have yet to name them, but they are thirsty buggers!

Registered for classes for my LAST SEMESTER last night!! HOLY COW!!!! AND YAY!! Tori and I are going to take a New Testament class together next semester. I've been working out Tori's schedule, and I'm a little jealous that she gets to take an Ag class.

Went to a William Joseph concert last night. It was the second of his that I've been to. It was PHENOMENAL!!!

About after graduation: I'm thinking about serving a mission again. For those who don't know, about 16 months ago, I made the decision to serve a mission. Since I was only 19, though, I put it out of my mind for a while. Now that I turn 21 in a few months, (four to be exact), and I graduate in a few more months (6 to be exact) the thought has been popping up again. I talked to my bishop yesterday, and so I'm pretty sure that I'm going to serve a mission after I graduate. YAY FOR PLANS AFTER GRADUATION!!!

Also, I have a four day weekend for the 4th of July. I'm trying to find people to drive with me to california. If I can, then I'm heading home for a few days!!

Yay!!

Life. Is. Good.