Productive

It's about that time of the semester. Oh yes, finals week. I don't know, there's just something about finals week that gets me even more stressed than I am even though I've pretty much secured my standings in each class. The only thing I'm prolly scared of as of right now is my English paper on Othello because it determines whether or not I maintain my above 3.0 gpa. It's funny how I'm stressing off whether or not I get an A in that class when about a month ago, I was a step away from being dropped from all my classes. Good girl act? Nah, this little kitty has traded in the club for the library. At least for now...

Finals week also means I'm getting ready for my annual trip to see the parents in Vegas. About a year ago, I was crying because I did not want to leave the bay at all. Now, I'm pretty excited to just get away from all the stress building up. My mini getaway last weekend was cool, but I really need to leave to get some thinking done. I think stress has just become my new best friend. Like they say, "What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger." Some words I continue to live by.

Shit has definitely been building up in my life as far as school, work, family, and even my friends. I don't wanna say that everything is falling apart, because in reality, it's actually put me back together. I've slowly gotten to where I wanna be with school and everything but it's just a matter of keeping my focus on that as well as other aspects in my life.

Whether or not I do come back for the fall is completely up to me according to my parents. It's for me to decide whether or not I wanna keep running away form everything again or just grow up and deal. Whatever happens by the time vacay is over, I'm sure it's gonna change everything. Every single time I've been to Vegas, I'd come back in the fall and something would always be different. Hm, or maybe I'm just different. That should be interesting.

I think I'm gonna lay low in the meantime.

xoxo,

A