Posts Tagged ‘college’

Tomorrow I have another appointment with my Rheumatologist – a much needed one, at that, seeing as my body has been having a meltdown and I don’t really know what to doautoimmunedisease about it. So sometime tonight I need to write down a list of my issues going on and concerns and all that junk. Fun fun. I shall keep you all posted.

So college is… going. Algebra will probably be the death of me. I have a great buddy system going for most of my classes, but that doesn’t really help the fact that Algebra is evil and hates me.

I do really enjoy my Creative Nonfiction course, however, even though it scares me a little. I think what I find intimidating is that I’m more familiar working with fiction. But I’m learning that it’s actually not all that much different for me to pick up on, and so far I’m doing alright. We’ll see how my craft analysis goes I guess.

Mostly, I am just very, very tired.

I look forward to quitting my job for more than just the chance to get back on track with school and writing. I NEED the rest. I’ve stressed myself and my body far beyond what I should have. Ever.

Anyway, more tomorrow after the appointment!

~Angel

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Where I Write (Number One)

Posted: September 6, 2013 by Angel Young in Uncategorized
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This thought came to me while I was procrastinating studying for my algebra test – would it be interesting to post some places I like to write at? So, here’s the first one: college. Specifically at this spot outside the Fine Arts building. I don’t know why, but there’s something about this place that relaxes me and let’s the creative juices flow. I’ve written an entire rough draft at this table throughout the semesters. Today it is particularly wonderful.
~Angel

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“The fire’s only half dead, how many angels can you fit on a match head?”

Trying, trying, trying… Even though everything seems to keep falling apart, even though every time I think I have one problem out of the way, I turn around and have six more problems on top of the previous problems. Mounting stress. Worry, concern, anxiety. Eating me up. Making me nuts. Killing the passion, the drive, the fire that used to burn so bright inside of me. I wish I could just stop and focus again. I used to do so well, used to get so much done. But I never have time to shoot or draw or paint or, most importantly – write. I NEED to write. I need to shoot. I need to focus. But I’ve been working too much, stressing too much, hurting too much..

“I’m feeling like I’m half dead.”

Mysterious Sickness of Doom just won’t go away. I just can’t seem to make myself feel any better, then find out more things are wrong. More procedures, more doctors, more test. I’m tired of it all. I just want to be better again. I want to go home from work and not feel like I’m going to die because my body hurts too much.

“I’d tell you the truth but I don’t wanna upset you friend.
I’d tell you “Go to hell” but Satan wouldn’t let you in.
He’d say that you’re an evil man amongst evil men,
And when you need a friend you can seek him then.”

I’m tired of the bad guy winning lately. Tired of people destroying my chances to move forward. Not just me bitching that someone else is holding me back – I mean LITERALLY, people getting themselves into some huge mess and somehow dragging me into said mess. It’s never ending. And it pulls some domino effect stuff on the rest of my life, leaving me lost on what to do next when I was so sure I had a game plan in mind.

In other news…

My friend Skylar, aka the FABULOUS model Little Red ( Go like her on Facebook!), started living with me this week, and we’re officially moving her stuff tomorrow with the help of our mutual friend (and my bestie) Brittaney – aka other fab model, Daisy Von Doom ( Annnnd go like her on Facebook as well). Also, we’re redoing my bathroom. Well, starting on it at least. So yeah. Shit is craaazy right now.

More news, hopefully less whiney, later.

~Angel

I haven’t been posting much since I returned from my amazing adventures in Orlando that I really, really didn’t want to come home from. But, never fear, I have hopes to return in February with my Nerd Herd. That’s gonna be a pretty big and pretty exciting trip, since it’ll be us on our own. A bunch of friends and no parents. Eek, lookout world. We’re gonna be on the loose.

Last week I was determined to get myself moving forward with my life: college, career, etc. So, I made arrangements to go tour the St. Louis branch of the Art Institutes and check out their Digital Photography program. I loved it, and am definitely interested in going to school there. I’m hoping to start in February next year, after my Nerd Herd and I return from our misadventures. I had a phone call with the admissions director guy yesterday about setting up my interview =) So exciting. I’m glad I’m finally taking my life forward.

The greatest tribute to the dead is not grief but gratitude.
~Thornton Wilder

Unfortunately, this Saturday won’t be as fun or positive for the most part. This Saturday marks seven years since my best friend, Eric, died two months before my 15th birthday. He was only fourteen. Too young to lose a life so wonderful, so hopeful. I’ll write more about him later. But for now, I must get back to college related things.

~Angel