I get cramps when I am stressed. Similar to those womanly cramps given to me each blessed month. At least I know I have the possibility to have children. Birth control is supposed to relieve those monthly cramps; however, I do believe it has made mine worse. Perfect. Please imagine this past week, when I have those monthly cramps and those stress cramps all together. Basically I sit on the couch with the wonderful heating bean bag thing my new sister-in-law let me borrow a few months ago (I keep forgetting to give it back to her, but I think I'll need to keep it until graduation), and try to focus. This is my to do list:
In the next 17 days, I have to:
- make up at least three class periods for my ballet class (which is at 8:00 in the a.m. Remind me why I took that class???)
- watch video of and critique myself for the above class (which, while wearing a leotard and tights, makes the skinny me feel very fat. Imagine when I'm feeling not-so-skinny. Remind me why I took that class???)
- interview people for my folklore project. I need at least ten "collections."
- put said interviews into an analytical collection format (not too hard, even though it sounds like it, although it does take some time...)
- write a cover essay for the folklore collection project- 8 pages
- present my "work-in-progress" for said project to my folklore class
- read the last third of Moby Dick.
- read the last three-fourths of The Mosquito Coast.
- read all of The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn.
- read all of Daisy Miller.
- read all of The Sun Also Rises.
- write my extra credit paper for the same class that makes me read all those books (Eight novels in one semester is too many).
- write the second application paper for same class- 2 pages
- start the research paper for same class- 8 pages
- further edit my senior thesis, which includes expanding it so that the current 7 pages becomes at least 15 pages.
- prepare a brief draft of my thesis for my 10 minute PRESENTATION of it. This presentation includes pretending like I know anything at all about Art History.
- prepare a slide show for said presentation, except I want to do a Prezi instead.
- beg Amy to help me create a cool Prezi, so at least my facade of art-historical-knowledge is at least presented in an entertaining way
- attend all my classes
- attend rehearsals three times a week (three hours each. lovely.)
- attend Spring Festival of Nations, where I will be presented with my World Dance Minor certificate. At least one thing in this school life is complete.
- Perform our last show of the semester at the Covey Center in Provo. Last Hopak. I will cry.
- Try and get the normal allotted hours of sleep I need. Possible?
In the next 22 days after that, I have to:
- attend a ballet concert for my ballet class, in which I will watch the ballerinas do the things I will never be able to do.
- write a critique of said concert for the ballet class which makes my hips hurt.
- take a written and practical final for ballet. Which is hard.
- turn in my completed folklore project- April 1st
- read American Tall Tales and write a new version of one and share that retold version to the folklore class.
- take the final for my folklore class.
- read all of Eat Pray Love (a book which all the boys in my class wish the teacher would cut from the syllabus of assigned readings. I look forward to reading a book I have already read.)
- turn in research paper for same class.
- write and turn in more extra credit for same class.
- take final for same class.
- PRESENT my senior thesis to my family, friends, strangers and the row of Art History professors who have no idea who I am, and who will ask me all sorts of probing questions about my thesis- questions I'm afraid I won't be able to answer- and I have to look good doing it. Please help me with my Prezi, Amy. April 1st.
- finish and turn in my completed Senior Thesis- a paper that is the "culmination of my college career". What a scary thought. I'm placing my completed college career in the hands of a dead artist, who I don't feel like I actually know.
- GRADUATE. and do everything that comes with said process.
- Still try and get the allotted hours of sleep I need.
Now you know why I have had stress cramps since February. And why the blessed heating bean bag thing has not been returned to Josh's sister.
Emily! You can do it! The rest of my semester isn't that bad so let me know if I can do anything to help!
ReplyDeleteA) Birth control side effects are EVIL. EVIL!!
ReplyDeleteB) Keep reminding yourself of one thing: two months from now it will all be over, and you will have been victorious. SERIOUSLY-- in just a few more days it will be only a memory.
C) GOOD LUCK! YOU CAN DO THIS. Breathe deeply, and totally keep the bean heating pack--they save sanity, I swear.
Oh Emily, I am tired and stressed just reading all of that! You are pretty awesome and will do it all though. And you have a cute husband to help you through it all too :) Good luck!!
ReplyDeleteHey Emily...could you do me a favor? It shouldn't take very long...
ReplyDeleteGood luck, girlie. This too shall pass. And then you'll probably miss it.