Well, despite the fact that it is in the title, I really don't have any news on any internships yet. But it relates to what's been going on lately, because the whole "lets-make-plans-for-summer" thing has been taking up a rather large portion of the energy my brain has that isn't focused on classes. Most of you probably already know this, but when something big is left undecided, or unsure, I tend to think myself into a state of stress disproportionate to the sittuation. Right now, my summer plans seem completely fluid. I may be doing the Medieval Studies program at Cambridge, if I get an internship, and if I don't get an internship, I may be doing another program earlier in the summer at Cambridge, provided that there are still spots open, and if that doesn't pull through, I'll hopefully be taking classes at one of the colleges in New York, or elsewhere theoretically. Okay. All of this is purely theoretical. Which is my issue in the first place.
...I'm fairly sure this isn't a very healthy outlook on life. I'm going to have to get over this whole fear-of-the-undecided thing at some point.
Also, I got a B on a paper for Russian History. Not terrible, but it sort of dampens the sort of "I-can-do-anything" high I've been on for the past few weeks. Honestly, I wasn't expecting a fantastic grade on this one, seeing as I really don't know much about this period of Russian history, and have less outside information to draw on for these things. But still. And I don't mean for this to sound as if I'm saying that because I got one B, I'm having a mental break-down... my expectations aren't that high. Okay, that's a lie, my expectations are that high, but that's not the point. My point is that I'm not especially bothered by the grade. It just happened to come at a point when I'm worrying about whether or not I'm going to get an internship or not, and...
...anyway. Basically, I'm stressing myself about something I have no real reason to be stressing about. I think. I hope. I've also noticed a decreasing tolerance for socialization. As it currently stands, I'm hiding in my upcoming essays, and refusing to talk to anybody I don't need to.
...yeah. Moving on. It's a good thing Spring break is in two days.
Things have been pretty alright, other than everything I just talked about. The semester has been fairly easy in terms of workload, which I have greatly enjoyed rubbing in the faces of all my science-major friends. Which is pretty much all my friends, actually... Anyway. One of the great benefits of being a history major is that the only homework I ever get consists of reading and writing. Occasionally, it requires reading quite a bit, and writing quite a bit. Obviously, I understate. But it's really quite nice for somebody who enjoys that sort of thing, and especially nice for somebody who enjoys it and can do it quite quickly. Thankfully, that's me.
But anyway, that means I've had time to actually go to events and get off of campus a bit...
...I haven't actually gone anywhere very interesting, other than a Japanese restaurant and the local art supplies store. And my friend Jenny had to drag me out of the library for that trip, so it doesn't really count. I also got dragged out to a lacrosse game somehow... I'm still trying to figure out how that happened. It was fun though. And it took my mind off of a lot of things. Not really, but it helped.
As I mentioned earlier, Spring break is in two days, so hopefully I'll get to slow down and relax a little bit before finishing up the semester. (Yes. Finishing up the semester. I'm amazed that I can even use the phrase, but it's true... my last day is 12 May.) That being said, I don't really want to relax... I just want to get stuff sorted out. As soon as I know what I'm doing this summer, I can relax, but until then, I will continue to worry about it.
Well, sorry about the amount of blabbering in this post. I'll write again soon, and probably from New York!
My love to all,
Tasha
...I'm fairly sure this isn't a very healthy outlook on life. I'm going to have to get over this whole fear-of-the-undecided thing at some point.
Also, I got a B on a paper for Russian History. Not terrible, but it sort of dampens the sort of "I-can-do-anything" high I've been on for the past few weeks. Honestly, I wasn't expecting a fantastic grade on this one, seeing as I really don't know much about this period of Russian history, and have less outside information to draw on for these things. But still. And I don't mean for this to sound as if I'm saying that because I got one B, I'm having a mental break-down... my expectations aren't that high. Okay, that's a lie, my expectations are that high, but that's not the point. My point is that I'm not especially bothered by the grade. It just happened to come at a point when I'm worrying about whether or not I'm going to get an internship or not, and...
...anyway. Basically, I'm stressing myself about something I have no real reason to be stressing about. I think. I hope. I've also noticed a decreasing tolerance for socialization. As it currently stands, I'm hiding in my upcoming essays, and refusing to talk to anybody I don't need to.
...yeah. Moving on. It's a good thing Spring break is in two days.
Things have been pretty alright, other than everything I just talked about. The semester has been fairly easy in terms of workload, which I have greatly enjoyed rubbing in the faces of all my science-major friends. Which is pretty much all my friends, actually... Anyway. One of the great benefits of being a history major is that the only homework I ever get consists of reading and writing. Occasionally, it requires reading quite a bit, and writing quite a bit. Obviously, I understate. But it's really quite nice for somebody who enjoys that sort of thing, and especially nice for somebody who enjoys it and can do it quite quickly. Thankfully, that's me.
But anyway, that means I've had time to actually go to events and get off of campus a bit...
(Ellie, Sarah, and I at a lacrosse game.)
(...I really don't know how to explain this one.)
...I haven't actually gone anywhere very interesting, other than a Japanese restaurant and the local art supplies store. And my friend Jenny had to drag me out of the library for that trip, so it doesn't really count. I also got dragged out to a lacrosse game somehow... I'm still trying to figure out how that happened. It was fun though. And it took my mind off of a lot of things. Not really, but it helped.
As I mentioned earlier, Spring break is in two days, so hopefully I'll get to slow down and relax a little bit before finishing up the semester. (Yes. Finishing up the semester. I'm amazed that I can even use the phrase, but it's true... my last day is 12 May.) That being said, I don't really want to relax... I just want to get stuff sorted out. As soon as I know what I'm doing this summer, I can relax, but until then, I will continue to worry about it.
Well, sorry about the amount of blabbering in this post. I'll write again soon, and probably from New York!
My love to all,
Tasha
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