It's the first time in awhile that this (the Redskins losing) has happened – the last time was November 27th at San Diego. The team accomplished a lot during its seven game win streak: they made the playoffs for the first time since 1999, recorded a 10 win season, and won a playoff game. It was a shame that they couldn't win today, but offensive holes (lack of a #2 WR, injury to Randy Thomas) were too much to overcome this time. It was a great run and I am most grateful for it. If the team can address the need for a wide receiver this off-season, then lookout next year. :)
Leading up to this evening, I had a couple of tough days. Thursday afternoon I had an in-class essay to type. This sort of thing is my strength; if it weren't for my writing, I'd still be in tenth grade. The essay was my first competitively graded assignment in several months and I was really looking forward to getting a good grade on it.
It was supposed to be 750 words in length and I got to 350.
I really don't understand what happened. I know that I had a small anxiety attack with a hour to go (it's a 3 ½ hour class) and I've been told that anxiety often causes something like writer's block. Before the attack, I was having some trouble locating information in the library's databases. But the research couldn't have been that difficult, because the other kids in the class had the same assignment.
So as I said, I don't understand what happened. I don't see why I would have a problem with it or why I would be worried about it. But clearly I was. I hate how I can't control my emotions. It's a personal failing; a lack of fortitude. I wish I could be stronger. I try and remind myself of all that I've done, and all that I overcome. But it all means nothing if I cannot rehabilitate myself and do well in school. It's scary to think that that could happen.
I tried to put it behind me and not worry about it. But I started doubting myself Friday night. That snowballed and other more painful issues came to the surface. So Friday night and Saturday morning weren't fun. I managed to pull things together around noon and I was able to have a fairly productive day.
So here's to being in the right place! (at the moment)
|W|P|113729490605854424|W|P|Redskins Lose|W|P|76mang@cua.eduMy friends from Catholic, as well as many of my high school friends, are heading back to school today for the first day of spring classes. I find myself in a nostalgic way wishing that I could be there with everyone, starting class, buying books, walking up the Marist hill and eating the crappy overpriced food at the Pryz. I glance at people's away messages and just feel left out.
I'm sure these feelings are normal and to be expected. I had similar feelings around final's week and actually went back down to Catholic. My purpose was to use the library for research on a paper I had outstanding. I didn't get far because I was taking medicine which made it impossible for me to process what I read. More surprising than my longing food Catholic was that I missed being at home just as much I had missed school. I had never felt home sick before. My difficulties with the paper made it easy for me to bow out and go back home after just a few days.
I never thought I would miss Catholic (nothing personal), but yet this is twice now. I think it's more that I miss college life, as opposed to specifically missing Catholic.
|W|P|113683815709104306|W|P|Late to Class|W|P|76mang@cua.eduI've decided to give this another try. I had a good excuse for abandoning this last time, but it's a long story and only slightly interesting. And it doesn't matter.
I'm still struggling with what to write, how personal to be and what topics to write about. But that's also not important. I figure that just like everyone else, I'll ponder the more interesting events of my life. I'll try to limit it to 500 words or so. Every now and then i'll also probably give my opinion on baseball and football stuff.
The only real important thing is that I found a decent template.
|W|P|113675578764306947|W|P|If at first you don't succeed|W|P|76mang@cua.edu