Stresses

So far this semester, I think things have been a lot easier compared to last semester, however I am now beginning to feel the stress building up. I usually try to get all of my homework done the day it is assigned but all of these papers, tests, and presentations are begining to weigh me down. Between doing homework, working 17 hours a week and volunteering, there is very little time to sit around and relax. I am to the point where I feel guilty if I am watching TV without doing somekind of school work also or reading a book besides a school text book. You would think that spending so much time on homework would put me ahead of my school work but that is not the case. I have a paper due next Monday but I have a friend flying in from Colorado so I am hoping to finish that paper also before the weekend. Ugh.

Right now I am spending my Saturday night watching Matilda and doing homework and I am quite alright with that.

What to Write, What to Write?

All night at work I was thinking about what I could write about on my blog. I could not really think of anything (maybe because I was in the back unloading 28 boxes of freight for 8 hours) however, when I finally sat down to do it, it finally occured to me. I went to open my blog and once I did, I laughed out loud at my blog. I have never made a blog before so this is all very new to me. While I do believe I have learned so much about technology from this class, I feel so frustrated when looking at my blog and trying to work on my box video. I think its about time I unload these frustrations:
My blog. I have spent several hours working on my blog, yet nothing seems to work the way I want it to. When we were assigned to change something about our blog, I chose to change my background to a picture of a beach. However instead of having the picture stretched to fit the screen, it showed up in a tile format. I also do not know how to follow people. I do follow a few classmates right now, however I have no idea how I did that.
My box logic video. Oh the frustrations! When I got my movie to go longer then 5 seconds I was soooo happy! I have come a little bit further with my movie but now the thing that I am getting hung up on is the voice over. I was told today that you first need to search the programs for a "voice recorder". I did that tonight and, of course, "no items matched my search". Ugh! I think I will be bringing my computer again on Tuesday if anyone wants to helpppp!!!!
I tend to just laugh at my frustrations so get through it. It is working so far.

Comments

I enjoy to hear what my peers think of my writting. It motivates and inspires for future writing.

What I Changed

I chose to change the background of my blog. I became bored with the other one and like to change things like that quite often. This particular picture reminds me of where I want to be at times like these.

The Reason for Writing

Show a story, be a story.
Life is the plot,
The reason for writing.

Acceptance.
To mean everything.
The only pay for long work, life work.
Never there, and one day it comes.

And nothing has been better.
Stories of lost dreams and found joys,
Stop the breath and bring life.

It is, sometimes, still difficult.
All that energy, all that time, all that work to write.
It changes all the time as I learn and grow.
Look forward instead of backward,
And be a part of this dance of words.

The Attic

My attic is a spooky place.
A statue twists with a broken base.
Howling wind is actually its screams,
Of a lost soul and dried up dreams.

A three-legged table starts to dance,
While the broken chairs plant a firm stance.

There is a large trunk with three different locks,
And a scary portrait surely it blocks.

An old owl came and went,
For it did not like the feeling that room sent.

Where I'm From...

I am from summer days,
Playing in the pool, listening to Jimmy Buffett.
From the Mongolia tree outside my window,
That blooms white flowers with the come of spring.
From the game of fetch with my old dog Tucker,
That never ended until he passed.
From peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for lunch,
To BBQ-ed chicken and fresh corn on the cob dinners.
From people passing joyfully on the bike trail behind our house,
To dogs barking through the dead of night.
From yearly family vacations full of sunblock and swimming,
To the lasting memories I will not soon forget.
This is where I am from.