Why Does Everything Have to be So Difficult?

It seems like everything I do is ten times more complicated than it has to be. Over the past few days everything I go to do either takes longer than it should or my computer somehow loses all the information and I have to start from the beginning all over again.

Yesterday I was working on an assignment for my online class and was literally about to hit the submit button when my whole assignment disappeared. I spent over an hour typing the assignment and was so pissed. I wanted to through my computer out the window.

Today, I typed a very long e-mail and sent it. Luckily I saved a copy of it into a Word document because I just got an e-mail from the recipient saying it was blank. I checked my sent folder and the e-mail had the message in it. What the heck is going on? Is the world out to get me? Why can't a catch a break? Why does everything I do have to be so difficult?

I've been so stressed out lately between finishing school, packing up my apartment, finding a job, and dealing with a bum hip. I can't wait until I can just relax and enjoy my life again. Ugh!!!

I Guess Procrastination Does Pay Off

I knew the whole day that I needed to write a paper for my organizational behavior class on the movie Twelve Angry Men. I actually really enjoy the movie and have seen it multiple times. I spent the whole day turning the computer on, surfing the web, then turning it off, and not actually writing the paper. The paper only needed to be 2-3 pages, which seems like a breeze after I wrote the 36 page Korean one. I knew it wouldn't take that long to write, but I just didn't feel like doing it all day.

So, instead of doing what I was supposed to, I spent a few hours with one of my friends, sitting outside and eating gelato. We both have been so busy lately that we have not had time to get together, so catching up today was really nice. It was so gorgeous outside and very relaxing; just what I needed.

After our gelato date, I headed back home and stared at the computer. Then I turned the television on and watched meaningless shows for the rest of the night. Except for Army Wives of course; that is not a meaningless show.

Finally 2am arrived and I decided to brush my teeth and climb into bed. I brought my computer with me into my bedroom, turned it on, and started typing. Before I knew, it was 3am and the paper was complete. It is such a great feeling. Now if only I could have written this paper earlier in the day, maybe I wouldn't be finishing it at 3am. Oh well. At least I got it done.

Well That Went By Quickly

That's how my whole day was today. Every time I looked at the clock, another hour or two or three had passed. Before I knew it, it was 2 o'clock and I had to get ready to leave for class. I felt like I had just woken up. I was pretty productive this morning though. My apartment was getting a bit too cluttered for my liking, so I spent the morning/early afternoon straightening up. It was much needed. Once my apartment no longer looked like a tornado had hit it, I headed off to class.

My senior design class is on Thursday and it is usually a long, tiring class. Today was weird though. The head chefs were not organized at all and all of us knew that going in. We all expected to be there really late and leave with the worst headaches. Surprisingly, throughout the chaos, we somehow were out of the kitchens by 9:30. I am still curious as to how that happened. Dinner is usually served at 6, but somehow the first course didn't go out until after 6:30. I looked at the clock as dessert was going out, after four courses had left the kitchen, and it was only 8 o'clock. I thought to myself, "No way, the clock must have died," but no, it didn't; it really was the correct time. I am still in amazement.

After class, we all hung out at Catey's place for a bit, had a few beers, and talked about how ridiculously unorganized everything was and critiqued all the food. Just the normal stuff us culinary students like to do to have fun. We aren't weird or anything.

Anyways, now it is 3am and I really should be asleep right now because I have to get up in 5 hours, but I am not tired. You would think that running around cooking a five-course meal for 50 people would make me tired; apparently not.

Since When is Falafel not Green Inside?

I asked myself this question today as I bit into a falafel sandwich. My friend, Anna, and I went to a little place close to campus for falafel sandwiches. She said their falafel was really good and I was excited to try it. I haven't had any falafel in about a month and I have been craving it. The shop was really cute. It had about twenty seats and had that middle eastern feel to it. She had class, so we ordered our sandwiches to go.

We walked back to campus and she headed off to class. I sat down with Hannah, while she ate a bagel, and I dug into the falafel sandwich. First off, it was more like a wrap, and it wasn't even on pita bread. That made me sad. Then, as I bit into the falafel, it wasn't green. Falafel is supposed to be green. I was really confused. The sandwich wasn't bad, but it definitely wasn't the traditional falafel that I was craving. Oh well. I guess I'll have to go find more falafel places.

Very Productive

The past two days I have spent in front of the computer, writing papers and studying for midterms. I feel like I have accomplished a lot and I am pretty proud of myself. Unfortunately, the second I finish one thing, five more things pop up. I discovered the post-it note application and the whole right side of my desktop is covered in post-it notes with things that I have to get done. I feel like the list will never end. Each time I delete one thing, I have to add more.

Luckily it is week six of the term and it is going by quickly. I still have a lot to do before I graduate, especially a lot for my senior design dinner. Our goal is to have all of our recipes extended and have figure out the cost of all the ingredients by this Thursday. I wish all of my recipes were set, but none of them are. I am combining a whole bunch of recipes and I am not even completely sure they will all work together. I have a lot of thinking to do and all I really want to do is just forget about it. The only problem is, I care too much to not care. Sometimes I wish I was one of those people who could just not give a damn and not feel bad. If I don't care about something enough or try hard enough, it'll eat me up.

I really wish I had an outlet like working out, but I can't right now with the situation of my hip. I have never wanted to work out so badly in my life. I really just wanna go for a long run, sweat my ass off, and be so exhausted that all I care about is taking a shower and going to sleep. I haven't had a good night's sleep in a long time because of my hip and I seriously miss it. I have never had a problem sleeping in my whole life. Now, when all I want to do is sleep and forget about all the stuff I have to do, I can't. How fair is that?

14 Days in Korea = 36 pages on paper

The required twelve page paper that followed our trip to Korea was due a week ago. Unfortunately, two midterms and a lot of other homework prevented me from finishing it on time. Luckily, Dr. Lee gave me an extension after she realized how much we actually did in Korea and how much all of us had to write about. Long story short, the paper took me around twenty hours and I finally finished it earlier today. When it was complete, and edited, it was a whopping thirty-six pages. Unbelievable. I knew we did a lot in Korea, but I had no clue we did as much as we did until I began writing this paper.

It is such a relief to have it finished. I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Unfortunately, I have an additional two papers to write, an essay style midterm, and another test due within the next two days. I cannot wait until the next six weeks are over. This term has been the most stressful and has required the most work. Luckily, this term is my last and I will be graduating in June. It has been a long time coming and I am so excited that I am so close to finishing college. I just wish this term was more enjoyable instead of stressful!!!