Worries

The improvements that you see are directly proportional to how much work you put in. You decide how much work you put in so you decide how much better you get. It's pretty much on you.

Sometimes that mentality makes me real stressed. Today I figured out my class schedule for the next year and soberly realized that school is going to be more demanding than ever before... I guess that coupled with finals, project deadlines, Saturday's marathon, moving, and the fact that my summer is going to be stacked with Chemistry and Anatomy as opposed to sunsets and adventures... it all just kaleidoscopes into a blob of responsibility that makes me want to shut down like R2D2 missing Luke skywalker.

And man, worrying like this gives me headaches.

But... worrying also doesn't really help things get better. So I tell myself to stop freaking out, trust that God has me covered, and start grinding through projects yet again.

Oh yes, and listen to this jam five billion times. ITS SO BEAUTIFUL.


Basically, I can't wait for this week to be over.
because that will mean I have already managed to study my tush off, finish the majority of my design projects, run that marathon, and eaten an elephants portion of cafe rio.