I’m in my sixth week of senior year.  That is crazy.  There were times when I never thought I’d make it to my final year in college.  It still feels sorta surreal to me.  This 7 years a undergrad life ain’t no joke!  That being said, I think I need to slow down.  I have this senior year bucket list, and I’m determined to cross off as many of the tasks on it as I can.  But I think I’m beginning to realize that not all of these tasks can be done.  Well they can, but then I’ll have an extremely low GPA and a high hospital bill from all the trips I took due to my frequent exhaustion.

I walked onto campus in August like, “Join all the clubs!  Attend all the parties!  Go to all the lyceum events!  Snag all the freebies! YASSSSSSS!!!!!!!”   And now I’m like, “Breh…I’m tired tho.”  The fact that I commute about 30 minutes every day doesn’t make it any easier.  Oh and I work at a major retail store on an as-needed basis.  That means some weeks I get 10 hours and some I get almost 30.  Work hasn’t been in the way too much this semester, except for that one week where I worked 29 hours and had about 4 tests.  It was so much fun.  One day I had to drive through raging flood waters to get to work from school and my boss didn’t even mind when I showed up wearing my boots instead of my tennis shoes.  I almost drowned getting there after all.  Then I froze my little hind parts off working on the loading dock but once break time came I ate popcorn and studied for my econ test for like 5 minutes because I fell asleep once I got 3 pages into chapter 1.  My notes were more helpful anyways, don’t worry I passed the test, I’m Mel after all.  I feel like I’m rambling.

Well I am taking strides to do better with this whole time management thing.  I bought a planner (on sale at Big Lots HEYYYY!!!!) and yes I do actually use it!  I also printed out my schedule because I’m a visual person and it helps to see it on my wall every day.  I was contemplating buying a huge wall calendar but I have no where to put it in my unkempt room.  I like to tell people that Frank Ocean found inspiration in me when he sang about the tornado flying around his room.  (That could have been cornier, next one will be.)  I definitely need to clean my room.  That’s a big step as far as getting organized goes.  But most weeknights I fall asleep on the living room couch anyways.  And on the nights I do sleep in my bed I’m accompanied by my laptop and a myriad of textbooks.  My felt tip pen bled onto my comforter the other night smh.  C’est la vie?  No, that’s college.  I don’t know how to say that one in French.
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I also decided that it’s pretty much impossible for me to get any type of task finished while at home, which is why I’m sitting in the children’s section of Barnes & Noble right now.  This chair hurts my butt.  What will it say about me if I bring a pillow or some type of cushion next time?  I don’t care; my butt doesn’t deserve this treatment.  Rambling again, this might be a common theme of this blog, get used to it.   Let’s wrap this up, (that’s what he said and if he didn’t then I hope the conversation ended there)  so I have my planner, a clear view of my schedule, and I’m going to clean my room soon….um one day…in the near to immediate future.  I’m taking baby steps here!

I realize that I need to be in control of my lovely life and stop letting the important things fall by the wayside.  I can’t skip meals because I’m finishing up an assignment or develop a pattern of sleep deprivation.  It isn’t healthy at all.  And if work over schedules me during a busy school week I’ll just have to take that L moneywise and tell them I can’t work all those hours.  This is the plan, I must stick to it.  There is no room for errors because I am walking across that stage in May.  Actually I think I’ll take a meandering stroll, I want to really savor the moment.