Prioritizing, writing, and biology stockroom surprises

Just rolling by to assure everyone I’m still doing this blogging thing. Even though my posts have dwindled to bi-weekly and consist more of life updates than philosophical musings or cultural commentary. (It will come back sometimes, I swear.)

Life’s just busy. I’m adjusting. I’ve regained some sanity, so far.

And for some reason, my entire evening opened up last night to work on my art school application, so thank you, God. I hope to get it finished within the next couple of weeks. Then it will be completely off my plate and I will be free to not worry about it anymore.

Trying to get over myself is working, maybe. I keep having to remind myself that when I don’t have time on one day, chances are I’ll have time on another day. And if I don’t have much time, I can make time. Anything I can neglect a little in the next week or so will not jeopardize my chances of graduating. I’ve pulled some mediocre exam scores so far, but I don’t care enough and they’re decent, so I’m moving on. I still don’t like prioritizing, but I’m coming to accept it.

It’s probably for the best.

My written endeavors are not suffering too much, though I haven’t really been able to spend whole afternoons writing. Most nights, I write a little before bed, which enables me to whittle away at things and keep that necessity consistent even when my classes get demanding.

I’ve come to find out this week that if I just sit down and bust things out, stuff gets done way faster than when I mill around whining about everything I have to do. (Wow.) So I’ve been trying to do that.

My advanced human anatomy class has been dissecting cadavers the last three weeks. I’ll probably comment on that in more detail sometime later. It’s been interesting. Yesterday during my biology stockroom shift I picked up a supposedly clean bucket left out to dry, and I got an unexpected sickly sweet whiff of preservatives. Cadaver preservatives. It gave me lab flashbacks. Anime style, probably.

Thus concludes a poorly-organized life update. Moral of the story is I’m still going and things are generally going well. I would like to extend a thank you to my friends and family for being so supportive. You make me feel like a cool person and pet me empathetically (or set me straight) when I don’t. Your love, words, time, and encouragement mean the world to me.

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