A new blog. A new beginning to my story. What could this mean? Yes. A new place to vent my happiness, sadness, frustration, and just whatever else that comes to mind. I have not written so much about me in the past few months because of overwhelming school-work but now that I have time, occasionally, I will be able to write. Just a few updates here and there, not that it matters to you anyway. So, where shall I begin? Ah, yes, I can start with how it feels to be back from Spain for over 6 months now. In my other blog, I never quite finished writing my supposed last post about my beloved España simply because I did not want it to end. I know, cliffhanger over here! There was just so much to write and the more I write about it, the more it slips from my memory. It sounds like the opposite of what is supposed to happen when you write, you know, the 'let it flow' concept, but to me, what happens is the moments I cherish the most must be contained in me or it will not feel like it did happen. You may or may not get what I am saying, so, apologies. Alright, I have pre-blabbed enough. Let's move onto the real blab.
I came back on the third week of July '11, just in time for my 21st birthday. I was missing Spain so much that it was all I could talk about. How much I would give just to have the chance to jump on a plane and be back where I felt carefree, stress-free, worry-free, and full of life. It's not that I am saying Chicago is such a drab but the feeling when you are somewhere else new, with people that you have only met but made a bond with right away, is just entirely different. I came back for my family and closest friends. If it were not for them, I would have said, "¡Adiós, Norte Ameríca!" However, in a not so perfect world of mine, family and friends were not the only ones left behind; I also had school to take care of. See, I want to be a pediatric brain surgeon. A very specific endeavor, which only allows me to have a little bit of free time and lots of hard work to do. Now, now, before I even get to that part, I have 4 years, or in my case, 5 years of undergraduate work. Last semester proved to be the toughest semester yet. My blunders were not limited to just one class, but to all of them to be exact. A class dropped for another class, a class that was so easy I never cared but then backfired at me, and class that was easy enough to get an A but I still managed to mess up and get a B. What the heck happened, you might ask? Well, my reason was I had a hard time because my head kept floating in lectures, dreaming of sunny Spain, chocolate croissants, and sangría with free tapas. I was in Spain for 6 months, and before that, I had almost 2 months of winter break, and a month of summer. In total, my science-oriented brain was idle for almost 9 months and only functioning to understand the beautiful Spanish language, history, architecture, and people. I had a class concerning the Mediterranean ecosystem but what we did in that class was hike mountains, go to dry lands, and measure oak and pine trees. Not much of the good old thermodynamics in chemistry, or the IUPAC naming of molecules, or Ca+ cascades causing Rigor mortis, or the importance of how Drosophila melanogaster inherits white eyes from parents with red eyes. In short, I had no clue of how much I put on my plate last semester that they all came falling from a gaping hole in the middle. I even attempted to do research! That was a fail too... Oh, what have I done? I ruined my GPA and the chance of getting out of undergrad a semester early.
Now, this semester, I am trying to pick myself up. No more mess ups, no more games, no more excuses. I gave myself an ultimatum to improve or think about becoming something else other than a brain surgeon. I thought of joining the Air Force to be a pilot but it's pretty late now for me. My vision is bad and I need to basically start over. I also thought about being a pastry chef but then I only want to bake for people that are special to me. So, back to square one, I have to get over my missing of Spain and everything awesome. In an hour I'll be heading to the library to study for my Tuesday organic chemistry exam. It's not much of an excitement but trust me, I am going to destroy this exam. I will destroy it so bad that the satisfaction on my face wont be erased until I have to take the next one. My cell biology and genetics exams are coming up as well. Those must be destroyed too.
Alright. I have pre-blabbed, blabbed, and now we must do a post blab. Ready?
So... In another realm, I thought I had a life. I do have friends that I usually hangout with. My best friend Nienke transferred to another university for a semester and decided to come back. Yey to that! I have also been seeing my godson more often than before. He grows every time I see him! My little baby godson. I l♥ve him so much! I take so many pictures of him that I will let him see once he grows older.He takes away my stress every time I see him. If God blesses me with a child like him in the future, I will be so grateful. But then again, I don't even have a special someone at the moment. There is someone I think has the potential to be that person but I would just rather have him as a friend for now. It's nice to have him around and I am content with that. Don't even tell me that contentment is different from being happy. I am happy though I could be happier. To tell you the truth, I have, for the longest time, questioned my faith, but he gave it back to me. This person showed me how to get back to Him. I used to not go to church on Sundays with the excuse that I really don't care for the priest preaching to me. Now, I go even if I have to go by myself. I feel the solemnity and peace when I go to church. I pray to Him and I know He is listening. =)
Alright! I've got so many things to do and I've lingered here enough for today. Toodles!
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