New Obsession

Well technically it isn't really "new" but I google everything I don't know when I am talking to people about anything. For instance when someone mentions an unknown actor played a major role in some movie I like to look them up purely to see who the hell they were talking about. I google just about anything too. For a college sophomore, I sure have an abundance of useless information stored, when it should be important science stuff that I'll need when, and if I become a doctor. I am pretty sure my patients will think I am crazy when I tell them that the actor who plays Eric Northman in TrueBlood was also in Zoolander as one the stupid funny models (and if I become a pediatrician, the kids will definitely think I am crazy).

So why do I do it? I guess something triggers in my mind that I just have to know everything there is to know about useless trivial facts. It is fun to quote them at random times. Like for instance my family will be having an intelligent conversation and I will blurt out some miscellaneous fact. Thankfully my family is used to this and most of my friends. But I do get the expression "Where the hell did that come from?!"

I guess my favorite thing to do with my google obsession is to prove my brother wrong when I know he is wrong. I am sure it gets on his nerves but hey he has a smart phone too and he can look up what he is about to say if it is true before I beat him to the punch.

Back to School

Why is it that when the start of the next school year rolls around I am always behind in something? Be it getting a parking pass for a garage, getting my books, or begging the University to reinstate my scholarship, I am always late in getting prepared. For instance, I just signed my lease for a house with my roommates on Monday, July 25. That is less than a month till my first day of school. Most kids get their houses rented by the middle of April. No, I had to put it off until the last possible time. Call me lazy or underachieving, whatever. I guess I just assume it will all get done in time. That the magic college fairy will wave her wand and all my books will be purchased, my scholarship will be back, and all my stuff will be moved and set up in my house. I guess I got to quit dreaming.

I have to write a letter explaining to the masters of U of A, why my GPA was so low to lose my scholarship. I have no idea what I am going to say to convince them to give me my scholarship back. Like, 'hey I didn't study hard enough and I will promise to try harder next year' is the best I can come up with. I don't want to blame it on my migraines or my Oma (that's my mom's mom) getting breast cancer. I am sure loads of kids have harder circumstances and do way better grades wise than I did. Since that is the truth, why did I do average and not beyond the means of survival in college? I am pretty smart yes, a procrastinator yes, and possibly lazy? Definitely. Yet I have this uncanny ability to do better in life, yet I chose not try as hard as I could. The sad thing is I really do want to try hard. So how come my mind has not fully cooperated with my desperation to get all 'A's?

Well let's not dwell on that too much. I'm off to get paint chips for my new room. I have to tackle these things one task at a time. If my mother is reading this (which I am sure she is) I will write my letter when I get back from looking at color options.