A New Lesson in Life

So yesterday, I learned something new. If you only get three hours of sleep, you are likely to be asleep at a ridiculously early hour like 8pm. I found these out when I woke up and actually looked at the clock. It was only 9pm. I felt like such a loser. Who goes to bed at 8pm? Apparently, I do, but for good reason. I had stayed up until about 3:30am the night before doing homework. I had a bunch due yesterday, and I actually had to do it because I had class that day. I know. I know. Don't you always have class, Megan? Yes, yes I do. BUT my 8am class was cancelled last week so I decided not to do it then and to do it sometime during the week so I wouldn't be waiting until the last minute to do both. Of course that planned failed as I did it the night before anyway. Of course, it didn't help that there were other things that I would rather have been doing anyway, like writing here, reading Kristina's blog, and watching youtube. I have a secret confession: I'm quite addicted to youtube, but that's another blog.

So right now, I have Harry Potter 4 on. I just wanted to watch it for the brief glimpses of David Tennant. I know he's only in there for a whole 5 minutes, if that, but I love him. He's just an amazing actor! I LOVE LOVE LOVE him in Doctor Who, another little addiction of mine :) I'm sure I have more I could tell you about, but you'll have to find those out as we go along.
So... sleep=goodness actually doing homework on time=good David Tennant=AMAZING Harry Potter=fantastic

The lesson to learn from all this though is to do your homework and get some sleep.

Time to take a shower so I'll talk to you later!

Megan

Days until my birthday: 5

A Path of Self-Discovery

I'm sitting writing out my intention form for next year as an RA. I will not be back in the fall, but I am hoping to be hired for the summer. I'm not really sure if I have to fill out the back part, but I am just in case. Better to write it out and need to do it then to not fill out and need to do it. Anyway, I learned that I have apparently been on a path of self-discovery and didn't even know it. I don't know if it's true, but I have learned a lot about myself. I'm not going to go into too much detail here, but I just thought I would share that. It's kind of depressing to be perfectly honest. I've been through a lot in the past year, but it won't matter soon. Who would have though? Hmmm.... Some food for thought.

Megan

P.S. Sorry this wasn't more interesting. Maybe something will happen next time I write. Think good thoughts :)

Days until my birthday: 6

I Don't Know What to Write

I know it sounds weird to come onto a blog site and not know what to write, but I think that's ok. Sometimes I just need somewhere to sit down and write whatever random thoughts come to my head. I've just been feeling a little uninspired lately. I've been watching A LOT of youtube lately, and it's made me realize that maybe I am insignificant in the wide spectrum of things. I mean, I don't talk to anybody on there, and yet I have friends on there. Even the friends I have IRL, I don't talk to. Yet the people I (don't) know on the interwebz and I are friends on there if only because we have something in common. That thing in common is that we're on youtube, and we happen to have subscriptions to the same people or maybe they're telling me that I need to make a video because they want to get to know me. Who knows? All I know is that I've gotten a couple of random people asking to be my friend on a website that I don't even really participate on. I like watching people like CharlieIsSoCoolLike (Charlie McDonnell), Nerimon (Alex Day), italktosnakes (Kristina Horner), and hexachordal (Tom Milsom). I've never actually talked to any of them, but it brightens my day when they post a video. Like today, both Alex and Kristina posted videos. I stopped everything just so that I could listen to what they had to say. I know. I'm a loser, but if they could be famous on youtube, why couldn't I? Maybe I don't have to have hundreds of thousands of subscribers like Charlie or post videos of songs that I've written like Alex, or have a comp channel like Kristina, but I can still make myself happy by just telling people about the things that are going on in my life. Maybe one day I could have lots of subscribers, but I'll never know until I try. My mom told me that she got me an actual VIDEO CAMERA for my birthday next week (I know it kind of ruins the fun of opening it up, but whatever). Now that I'll have a proper camera, maybe I can take videos of myself. I only have my crappy $15 webcam right now, and the resolution on that thing is terrible! I'll still use it for my dailybooth, but maybe I'll turn into a proper vlogger now. I'm going to try to keep this thing more updated too though. Ok. I know this has been really boring so I think I'll end it now. I'll try to be more interesting in the next one. I PROMISE!!! I hope your day was awesome!

Megan

Days until my birthday: 7

I HATE THIS SO MUCH!!!!!!!

So this past week was the first week of classes for my first senior year of college. It was pretty typical. I woke up with enough time to get ready and was actually kind of excited because it's the first week of my first senior year. Who wouldn't be excited to say that they are almost done with school? Everything was going well. I worked so hopefully I'll get some money soon. I had already talked to financial aid and had gotten that worked out so that my classes can actually get paid for this semester. I knew this semester would be busy what with me taking 17 hours of classwork, working 18 hours at the front desk, and just trying to be me. So many things happened that I hadn't foreseen.
Let's start with number 1:
1) My friend Sean got married. Ordinarily, this would be something to celebrate. Don't get me wrong. I'm happy for him if he married the girl for the right reasons. I don't think he did though. I think that he married the girl because she was pregnant with his baby. Not only do I not think that they got married for the reasons, but he didn't tell me. I probably would've handled this whole situation better if he had at least told me that he was getting married. The way I found out was total rubbish. I was on Facebook and suddenly there was an announcement on the news feed saying, "Sean was tagged in an album." The name of the album being Sean and Amber's Wedding. I could hardly believe my eyes! I had just talked to him a few days before on the phone, and he hadn't said anything about being engaged or that their wedding was coming up. It was kinda hard to accept, especially with me being at work. Luckily, I have amazing real friends that saying me so upset and so offered to build a fire (in a grill on campus). We smores, and I felt a little better after that. It still kinda hurts even now because he still hasn't told me. I haven't said anything to him either though. I honestly don't know what I would say to him. I mean, what do you say to someone who obviously doesn't want you to know something? I can't just go up to him and be like, "So I heard you got married. Why didn't you tell me?" How lame would that be?
2) The other thing that really upset me this week has to do with a sorority that I am currently in the process of dropping. I don't want to be there anymore for many reasons, and I really don't want to get into that right now because that's been a sore spot for MANY months now. Tonight there was a banquet celebrating the end of the colonization process for a fraternity on campus. Ever since they first started colonizing, I have been a big supporter of everything that they have done. I've even helped them out at some of the fundraisers. I had talked to one of the guys, and he told me that I had to be there so I planned to be there. Well at some point, one of my "sisters" had talked to the president of the fraternity, and he had told her that I was going. The conversation started innocently enough with her basically telling me that I was not supposed to go at all. We got into an argument over texting, and I just decided that I wasn't going to go. It really wasn't worth it if there was going to be any drama. I try to stay out of drama, but apparently, drama really like me. It's just crap because I had been looking forward to going since last semester when they first told me about it. Whatever. I'm at work now so I can't go anyway. Let them be Greek and happy. I'll be a GDI for all I care. At this point, I don't care for the Greek system. Blah.

These two things are really the only things to get me upset. I'm ready for bed, but unfortunately I'm at work until midnight. It's only 20 till 9pm. I never said my thoughts or feeling were rational. I'm just glad for a place to write all this. What are your thoughts on this?

Days until my birthday: 15

1 Year Anniversary

So tomorrow marks the one year anniversary of me being at Harlaxton. I can hardly believe that it has been a year since I've been in England. I miss it so much! Some days are easier than others, but I will never forget about all my friends and the amazing times that we had. Sometimes it seems so unreal that I was ever real. Sometimes the only way I remember is when I look around my room and see things that I bought or pictures that I took or talk to either Mary or Maytha. Sometimes, I only remember because someone else brings it up. Harlaxton will always be in my heart. It's hard to believe that I have all these memories that I shared with very few people, but that I could never really forget. I have been very fortunate to have the experiences that I've had. Not many people get to study abroad or even just to go abroad for any amount of time. I've gotten to study abroad and am now considering getting my master's degree in London. How amazing would that be? I've even been just watching some people on Youtube that live in England, and I remember being there. I remember how happy I was despite the cold. I really wish I could go back. Everything seemed so much simpler there. I miss it.

Yes Another One Today

Yes, I'm doing another one today because I've been doing a horrible job at keeping y'all up to date on what I'm doing. Like I've been telling everybody, school is school. Not too much is different when you have to wake up at 7am just to make it to class on time. The classes I'm taking are British Studies, Schools and Society, Children's Literature, and Learning Theory. Sounds fun, right? Not really. My favorite class is definitely Schools and Society. It's funny, but I don't think I've ever been in a class where I was the only minority, but here I am. I never thought it would happen. I've made a few friends, but I miss all of y'all back home. I'll see you guys in just a little while. My friends and I go out every week so imagine how much money we spend :) We have tons of fun. People here are really cool (both American and English). I want to stay longer. I might even be willing to go through another semester of British Studies just to stay. I love England! I definitely want to come back. I'm thinking of coming back every year once I graduate. Harlaxton Manor is amazing! The Gate House will even be finished soon. I can rent that out for a month. It would be such an opportunity!
I've been to Edinburgh, Scotland and London, England. I went to Nottingham and didn't see Robin Hood. Instead, we went to Primark which is a great store! Everything there is so cheap and cut. In Scotland, I lost and found my wallet. London did nothing but rain almost the entire time. It doesn't rain nearly as much as everybody thinks. It's not super cold yet. I really only need a jacket sometimes so far. There are days where it's warm enough not to have to wear one. Everything here is so amazing and beautiful. I am very lucky to be here and to have met such wonderful people. I highly recommend everybody to do a semester abroad. Or just to live abroad for a while. I'm starting to consider some new career options that I had never thought about before. It's so amazing! Oh just before anybody asks, no I haven't run the Naked Mile yet :)

Why English Boys are Better than American Boys

Ok. Yes, it's true. In some aspects, English boys are better than American boys. Sorry guys, but you could definitely learn a few tips (well, most of you). The English boys that I've met (and mostly remember) are so sweet! They actually hold doors open for you. They hold your hand to guide you to wherever it is you're going. They buy you drinks and actually get them for you. Some pay for you to get into clubs. The most amazing part: you don't feel like you owe them anything for their kindness. Some American boys that I know make it seem as if you owe them something if they buy you a few drinks, but not English boys. You actually get to control what goes on. English guys still have a sense of chivalry that has been lost on American boys. I've only ever met a couple of American boys that are as nice as the English boys I've met. Even if you do go home with them, they don't try to convince you to do anymore than you want to (not that I would know from personal experience...). One of my friends has met one and is kind of seeing him, but he is so sweet. Not just to her either. He has so much respect for her that he actually cares about her friends too. I simply stated that I was cold and he pulled me into a big bear hug to warm up. It was so funny! Times at Harlaxton are fun even if some details are fuzzy.