Today was the first day of classes. Let me start out by saying that after my last class today, I immediately went to the registrar's office and dropped down to 15 hours. I can do 21 hours and work, but I can't do 21 and work AND go to therapy/stick to my meal plan/work on recovery. It was kinda overwhelming, and I knew it would just be too much.
I also have some honors requirements I need to catch up on that I got a little behind with when I had my meltdown about a year ago. And I have to get those done or I won't graduate with honors and I'll lose my scholarship. And we don't want that! So I have 2 extra large projects in 2 of my classes that I need to get done. Hopefully though, it will be stuff im interested in and enjoy, so it won't feel like work.
For example, in my Biomedical Ethics class (I love my ethics teacher!!!) I'll get to choose a case that I'm interested in and a topic I have a strong opinion on and read through the case study and write a paper. I already have a gazillion ideas buzzing through my head!
I'm thinking about doing my other project in my Kinesiology or Nutrition class. Haven't quite decided yet.
I finally got an appointment set up with a new therapist I can see down here. That's a huge relief for me because I was going on 3 weeks without having seen a therapist (because my old one is moving down to Florida. I'm not sure if I already said that or not?) and I was starting to want to pull my hair out and ooze my brains onto the floor. But I was able to set up an appointment with the new therapist on this Wednesday! Only two more days!
So hopefully things won't get too overwhelming. I can see why people advised me to take a semester off! I think it will be very hard, but I'll be ok. I hope. No negativity allowed!
So, big news, as I indicated on the title. I finally saw my boyfriend after three months apart. Basically we starting seeing each other a week and a half before school got out last semester, and then he went to spend the summer in Baltimore. 20 hours away =( But we talked basically every day.
So, I finally got to see him last night and we talked and hung out and cuddled some and...I got my first kiss! Ok, I know what you're thinking. Yes, I'm 19 years old and I've never been kissed. Get over it. It was different than I imagined. Wet. Like, really wet. And my lips kinda hurt afterwards, like they were kinda funny looking and a little puffy. But they were normal when I woke up this morning. I guess he kissed me pretty hard =) But I didn't mind at the time! Maybe I need to get my virgin lips in shape.
More kisses to come?
I came to the archives of your blog because I want to read it from the start!!
ReplyDeleteI had to chuckle about your analysis of your first kiss because when I got my first kiss, I described it to my best friend as "um... wet!" LOL! Tbh I am not a fan of kissing (even now, and I'm married! EEK!) It's kind of.... weird! Like who came up with that anyway? Like "ah I really like you, let's push our lips together in a weird show of affection!" Hmm..... nothankyou. ;)
Haha =) LOL! And thanks for wanting to read my blog. I put it under the name Cori Baker instead of Heather Jensen, because originally I didn't want to know it was me, but now I'm getting more used to it, and I think I even like people reading it =)
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