Showing posts with label school. Show all posts
Showing posts with label school. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Going Back to School


Whew. Just a little over a year ago I wrote about my plan to go back to school. Well, it's taken me longer than I'd have liked, but last week I enrolled at a community college in a nearby city and in the upcoming weeks I get to meet with an advisor to register for classes. I'll be taking physics and a math course (not sure which one yet - don't really fancy jumping right into calculus after 6+ years of not learning math, so might take pre-calc algebra first).

On the one hand, I'm really excited. On the other hand................. slightly terrified. I'm worried about what happens if I go back and end up really sucking at all of this. Also, I am not very healthy. In fact, I have to stop lying to myself. I keep saying that I'll get better soon, but in reality, my body seems to be getting worse. My liver enzymes are nice and high, my abdominal pain has spread so that it's now on both sides and in my chest and back (it used to mostly stay confined to the right upper quadrant). I don't know if it's related, but two months ago my legs were fine and now they're terribly sore to the point where I have trouble lifting them at times. When it started, it was mainly happening at night (felt as though I had done insane work outs, even though I hadn't) and now it happens during the day, too. My nausea medicine knocks me out, so I sometimes end up wasting an entire day sleeping. So that's all problematic. But I'm trying to remain optimistic. Late next week I'm having two procedures done, and the doctors are likely going to take biopsies. I'm really, really hoping they figure out what is wrong. 

And if they don't (knock on wood, because I don't want to just be stuck with mystery symptoms and bad blood work forever), then I'm still anticipating going to school. I'm only taking two classes, so I should be able to manage that schedule even if I'm still sick. I considered just putting it off another semester, but decided against that. It has been a long time since I've felt like a normal human being and I really need to do things again. I don't want to put it off indefinitely. Ain't no way to liiiive. 

I'm also nervous about some practical obstacles. My computer is falling apart, literally. It's held together with electrical tape at the moment, and I can see its innards. Wires and metal galore. But I can get by without a laptop for a while, hopefully. The bigger concern is my car, which is becoming less and less safe to drive unless I get it fixed. (I'm not just procrastinating on getting it fixed - it's likely to cost over $1000 and nobody has that type of money.) I get mad every time I think about it, because it turns out the dealership sold it to me like this. Nice of them!! The school is about 40 minutes away, so a car isn't optional. I'm going to try to work things out over the next couple of months. 

Despite all that, I'm still just pumped. It's been such a long time since I've done anything with any sort of purpose. It's exciting to actually work toward one of my bigger goals (and hopefully get on the road to being independent again - thankful that I've been able to live rent free, but... I also miss not living with family). And maybe one day I'll end up working to solve problems such as these. ;)
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Charlotte

Sunday, July 5, 2015

June into July | 2015

Ah, my monthly post.  I think after this, I'm going to start doing these on the last day of each month to make things less confusing.  

Over all, this month has not been a good one.  Really bad, actually.  People dropping off of the face of the earth, hospital trips, poison ivy, plans getting postponed, aaannnddd (this is awk to include in a blog that I know some of my male friends read but) a month-long period.  One whole month.  Which, aside from being annoying and uncomfortable, has meant constant pain, really bad moods, headaches, and weight gain.  It's been just swell. 

But let's try to think about some of the good things?  It'd be a little sad to write a monthly summary that only includes the worst of the worst.  

1. Trip to New York. 

Most unflattering pic but look how huge my lil bro is.
This was frustrating because I was given about eight hours notice before having to make a 13 hour drive.  I went up to get my sister and cousins... so the ride back was an adventure.  Me, 15 year old, 11 year old, 10 year old, and an 8 year old.  Many, many stops were made.  

But I got to see some of my friends, hang out with my younger sibs a bit, and went to the beach.  I don't know how, but I had let years go by since the last time I swam in salt water.

(Dana, if you're reading, let's make sure to take a picture together next time, because I don't have any.)

New York consisted of beach trips, long drives down Montauk Highway, sunsets, and watching skydivers.  Also a lot of food.  Pizza, rice balls, French onion soup, coffee, coffee, coffee, egg sandwiches.  NY is really the best place for food. 

I also had a minor stresspisode when faced with buying a bathing suit.  I've lost a lot of weight over the last year, but I'm still way heavier than what I want to be or should be, so it's a stressful endeavor as is but Target just... is not the place to go for a bathing suit if you wear anything above a large.  When I'm at my ideal size - between 155-175 (according to how I feel and to doctors/charts), I wear a large.  Targets selection was dismal for anything other than xs and s.  So yeah.  We left Target in bad moods, but my cousin said, "Why not just stop at Walmart?"  I rolled my eyes because if Target didn't have anything suitable, Walmart obviously wouldn't have anything either.  Buuut my sister and cousin helped me look and we found one I liked and that fit me and that did not have a price tag.  This last bit worked out great, because the manager said to find another top by that same brand and use that price.  So Rebecca went ahead and found a $10 suit by the same brand even though the one I picked prrrrobably would have cost more but yes, winnings.    

I also used some of my time on LI to check out my dream house and spent a lot of time at the Shrine of Our Lady of the Island, which is always super peaceful and calming.  (pics at bottom.)

2. Insomnia

Okay, okay - this isn't a good thing.  But for the last week it's been a big thing.  I haven't been sleeping.  This usually happens when I'm very stressed and/or when depression hits worst.  I know what situation is causing it, but it's out of my control.  I've been handling the stress and emotions better during the day, but I can't get to sleep.  I've resorted to taking three benadryl every couple of nights, but it's not an ideal or even real solution.  I feel like a zombie, and I get less done during the days because it's hard to focus when you're sleep deprived.  Any suggestions on how to get to sleep are welcome. 

3.  Swimming

Specifically, swimming in mountain water.  

I love the ocean and the bay, but there's nothing like sliding down an actual mountain into a pool of fresh, moving water.

Although there's nothing quite colder than that, either. 

Since coming to North Carolina, I really haven't been doing enough hiking and swimming, which was one of the main motivators behind staying.  

I'm prioritizing this for the next month. 

4. Like a pill

I've finally (finally [finally]) started taking vitamins.  It makes me a little nauseous because when it says "take one each morning with food" I read it as "take one each morning with coffee."  So I've got to work on my morning eating habits.  

Not like a pill but somewhat related since it's got to do with overall health/well being, I've started using this aromatherapy lotion body cream stuff (totally the technical name) from Bath and Body Works and you guys, I think it works.  Which is saying something because I'm a skeptic with this kind of thing.  I bought it while it was on sale for $5 and I'm regretting not buying more of them. 

5. School stuff

I want to write another post on this later in the week with more details, but school might not be happening in the fall.  Someone was going to help pay for it, and it's starting to look like that might no longer be the case, which means I'll need the fall to save the money myself.  I'm trying (not always succeeding) to not get too down about this by telling myself that it'll give me time for that surgery we're hoping to get as well as time to fix the room I'll be staying in at my family's house.  It currently has holes in the walls and the baseboard is broken and missing in one spot, and you can literally see the outside world from inside.  While nothing is set in stone yet, I'm trying to focus on the stuff I'd be able to do before going to school.  

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Just little fun things this month:

 Jurassic World, which I almost always just call "Jurassic Park." 

I loved it.  Chris Pratt was great.  And I know I might get some side-eye from this, but I think he was better looking in this movie than in Guardians of the Galaxy.  After seeing (and loving) that movie, I didn't really understand the obsession with Pratt.  I do now.  

My friend Joe didn't like the ending (is two giant dinosaurs fighting too corny?) and I've heard quite a bit of agreement from others on that.  But I'm all for corny endings.  I really wanted that dinosaur to go down, and I'm glad the t-rex could deliver, even if the roar at the end was massively cheesy.  

Also, I was so glad when Vic Hoskins bit the dust.  I don't think I've ever rooted for a movie character to die like that before.  

Best of both...
(Let it be known that this friend just informed me he doesn't like dinosaurs.  What in the world?  [I wasn't going to bring this up but now I'm feeling some type of way: he also dislikes baseball.  To Joseph McCarthy you go.])  

I can't wait to watch it again.  It's also making me want to go rent the original movies from the library.  

Actually, I think I'll do that this week.  

Another activity that's been a lot of fun?  Basketballllllll.  I've always loved basketball.  In my last Up To, I mentioned playing a bit, and being really, really bad.  Turns out I actually make a lot of the shots I take when I'm playing an actual game.  I think competition helps me. 

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Books

I'm very embarrassed to say I didn't read any books this month.  I started Pride and Prejudice and Seizing Your Divine Moment but haven't finished either.  Told you, rough month.  

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This month's to-do 

Figure out the school thing
Write book reviews for Better Than Before and Awaken the Spirit Within
Exercise more 
Schedule doctor appointments for late Aug/early Sept in NY
Publish blog posts four times a week 

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Links worth looking at













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Finally, some poor quality photos: 













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Charlotte 







Wednesday, June 10, 2015

May into June | 2015

A couple of weeks ago, I decided I no longer wanted to post "Weeklings," the weekly round up of events, great links, and goings-on.  But I knew I didn't want to ditch the concept entirely.  So I'm going to try out a monthly version instead, and hopefully it'll feel less forced to me and just as enjoyable (or not) to my readers.  

So here's what I've been up to lately. 

1. Got my hair cut


It's much, much shorter than I expected and at first I was a little.. eh.  But I don't think it looks terrible, I think it makes me look older, and it's SOOO unbelievably easy to take care of, so I might be a short hair convert. 

2. Gardening

I read things like this or this or this and I want to drop everything right.this.instant and immediately plant a massive vegetable garden and wear overalls and never have to go food shopping (exaggert.) again.  

But the world is a cold, hard place, and you can't be a farmer while you're living with your family.

So we improvise: 



Nothing super special, but it's pretty and it's already producing edible tomatoes and I haven't killed it yet.  This is a vast improvement from last year's attempt: 


P.S. Here's the link for that whole blessed article. 
P.P.S. Ah that led to a little gut-wrench - I miss my old apartment and life in Albany and my friends. 

But yes, so garden I did.  I've also done a little gardening for $.   

I've got some issues with things touching me or weird textures on my hands (makes applying lotion fun) and I hate hate hate dirt under my finger nails, so this was an adjustment.  And I'm sure the water bill is going to go up thanks to many a hand-washing sessions because I'm so anal with it and cannot leave any dirt under my nails AT ALL.  I'm good for the environment. 

3. Rebecca

Rebecca, my 15 year old cousin (I sometimes refer to her as my sister because we grew up together) came up from Georgia and will be here for most of the summer so that's been fun.  


My bball skills, by the way, are nil. I shot probably 6 for 100.  To think I used to be somewhat decent.... 

We saw Pitch Perfect 2.  


It was funny, but it wasn't as good as the first one.  Not even close. 

4. Studying

Oh, man.  Since I'm trying to go back to school, I've been studying physics and math a bit.  I never took physics (I've taken and done at least semi-well in biology, chemistry, environmental science, and exploration of space) and it's been a while since I've done math so........ studying is basically going like this: 


I've got a few books and I'm using Khan Academy.  My hope is that if I stick to it, I'll be able to teach myself a little something before jumping into classes. 

5. Eating better & getting more exercise

I've been eating more vegetables and cutting down on carbs.  I'm not cutting them out entirely because I love them and I think the main cause of my weight gain in the first place was a combo of becoming completely sedentary and eating fast food literally at least once a day.  I don't eat nearly as much crap now and I've done a little switch-a-roo so that instead of taking a heaping helping of pasta or mashed potatoes at meals and a tiny helping of vegetables, I try taking a heaping helping of vegetables and a tiny helping of pasta or mashed potatoes.  It's mostly working.  

I've been doing at least 30 minutes of exercise a day, and while I think I still LOOK fat as hell, I can feel the difference and sort of see it too.  My arms are starting to get less flabby and slightly (again, still overweight) more defined.  It's cool.  

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Some other mentionables: 

- My health insurance company STILL has not sent me my cards.  They say I haven't paid, even though it's on my bank statement.  So I'm in the process of dealing with that. 

This is how I feel about it.
- I'm getting nervous about the whole school thing.  Nothing is set in stone, and while I've decided it's what I'm doing, I'm worried that things won't work out perfectly and that I won't be able to start when I want to start.  I don't know if this is legitimate foreboding or just me being ridiculous and paranoid. 

- I really want a job.  (Side eye at insurance company)

- I read this post and realized I haven't gone to confession in 17 years and haven't been able to stop thinking about it since.  Which means... I'm probably going to need to go to confession soon.  Eek. 

- I'm in the midst of some blog changes.  Nothing major, just trying to make it a bit better.

- I finally got around to watching Interstellar.  I cannot believe I waited so long to see that.  I loved it.  It was amazing.


THAT scene, however, did not help my fear of tidal waves. 

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Books 

I've read: 

An Enemy of the People (good, not great),
Awaken the Spirit Within (eh..)
Better Than Before (wonderful) 

Hopefully book reviews coming soon. 

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Links worth looking at














Til later. 

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Charlotte 

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Silver Linings

In the beginning of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (the book, not the movie), everyone celebrates Harry's birthday.  He wakes up, goes downstairs, and opens a pile of gifts from Bill and Fleur, Hermione, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, the Delacours, and Hagrid.  And then Ginny asks him into her room and they discuss his impending departure to go hunt horcruxes.  Ginny is worried about his safety.  And since it's Harry's birthday, she wants to give him something. 

She says this: "I'd like you to have something to remember me by, you know, if you meet some veela while you're off doing whatever you're doing." 

He tells her he thinks dating opportunities will be slim when he's gone.  

And then Ginny says, "There's the silver lining I've been looking for."  She leans in and kisses him.  

This is really embarrassing but also really hilarious so I'm going to share it. 

When I first read this, I imagined a literal silver lining.  I pictured her looking past Harry, seeing some piece of fabric with a silvery color on her dresser or something, and reaching for it - giving her an excuse to lean in and kiss Harry.  

Judge me.  I'm judging me.  

(My reading comp/writing scores were not that high when I took the SAT.)

But all is well with the world and I've since become familiar with the meaning of "silver lining" the saying, not the literal fucking fabric.

Note to self: When you have kids, read to them every night so they don't end up like you.

    
I'd like to take a second to talk about how kind-hearted I am, sharing that mucho embarrassing story so that others may experience the joy of laughter.  

Ahem.

Moving on.  Silver linings.  Okay. 


The post went up late at night and I woke up in the morning to a few new messages in my inbox.  Mostly well wishes, friends telling me they like my plan or that they have confidence in me.  Some cautious optimism and words of advice.  Warnings of the amount of work it'll take (accompanied by encouragement! no worries!), etc., etc.  

But I also got a couple of messages from friends expressing surprise/worry over the idea of moving back to Long Island.  And I agree.  This does make me nervous.  I've noticed that when I'm on LI I drive between 10-20 mph more than I usually do.  I have road rage when I'm on LI.  I curse a lot.  

Basically, I am so stressed out when I'm there.  My past is filled with toxic people and I get nervous just knowing I'm in the same vicinity as them.  

But I'm also a grown ass woman now and have a better handle on myself.  I know I can't live with my immediate family.  I can stop by and see my siblings, but I need to know I have somewhere else to go.  My friend's family is letting me stay with them and instead of feeling guilty I'm accepting the offer (IF I move back - still need to contact the college).  

I know my own warning signs.  I've picked up on what habits I fall back to when my mood is going downhill.  And, usually, I know what to do to stop myself.  And I've gotten much better with asking for help.  

And then there's the genuine good things about living on Long Island.  The silver linings alluded to in the title of this post and the embarrassing HP story.  

  • Over the last six years, I've seen Olivia, my oldest friend, maybe 15 times.  On LI, I'd see her all the time.  (Brace yourself, Liv.)
  • The majority of the people I'm closest to live in New York - some on LI, some in Albany.  Albany may be four hours away, but that's an easy drive.  Currently it's a twelve hour drive... not something I can do on any random weekend.
  • The beach!  I haven't been swimming in the ocean in years.  Being able to go to the beach whenever I want will be nice. 
  • I'll be close to NYC.  
  • The food on LI is better than the food in most other places.  
  • I can play tennis with my old friend, Dana.  (This is much better than playing against a brick wall.) 
  • I prefer the medical care in NY.  And I already have doctors there. 
Those are the main things that come to mind.  So yes, it might be stressful if I move to LI.  But if I pay attention to myself and take the right steps to avoid certain situations, there's a lot of great stuff there, too.  

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Charlotte 





Monday, May 11, 2015

So you want to work at NASA...

I was so, so hesitant to write this.  Nothing is set in stone yet, I haven't figured out how to pay for things, and there's a chance I'll fail.  The idea of writing all of this out and then not achieving any of it makes me queasy. 


Yesterday I mentioned that I might be going back to school. 

Except, by "might," I mean unless it's entirely impossible, I'm going back to school.  

I don't know how many times I've told my friends, in feigned jest, that I want to be an astronaut.  I should change that to "mostly" feigned jest because I know I'll never be an astronaut.  I have health issues and even if they all get resolved, I'm a wimp.  And even if I overcame my fear, being an astronaut requires a lot of experience.  Yes, that's possible, but not any time soon.  Ten years from now I hope to have kids, and I don't think I'd want to literally leave Earth if I had children.  (Which is funny because most caretakers, including me, have frequent feelings like, "get me away from these monsters darlings.")

Wowsa.  I surprise myself sometimes with how quickly and thoroughly I can veer off topic.  

Anyhow.  While becoming an astronaut is my alter-ego pipe dream, learning about space-related things is very much something I want to do.  Working in that field is something I want to do.  

But Charlotte, you went to school for political science, sociology, and philosophy.... what in the world are you saying?? 


Get it?  What in the world?? heh.  (Thanks, Gilmore Girls.)
I know.  And I love political science, sociology, and philosophy.  

But here's the thing: I don't think it's what I want to do for a living.  I will always be political.  I'm a person who grew up in poverty.  I'm in the working class.  Literally, my livelihood depends on being political.  It depends on social change, on civil disobedience, on standing in solidarity with all those who struggle.  And I will always participate, whenever it is physically possible.  But I don't want it to be my career anymore.  I don't know why I thought that was the only way to be political in the first place.  

I want to work at NASA.  (Or do something related, like work at a school or research center or a museum.)  Remember this quote from The West Wing? 


I want to be a part of that.  And that's something that will only happen if I work hard at it.  (That's not to say being political isn't hard.  But I can be political without working in politics.  I can't help humankind get to Mars just by watching others do it.) 

Unfortunately, none of this is cheap or easy.  I need to be an undergrad again.  And then I need to get a master's.  I've talked to a few people over the last week for some guidance, and they've assured me that it's possible despite finances and lackluster grades from my first stint as a college student.  So far, it looks like I'll first need to take a few courses in physics and calculus at a community college.  Then, if I do well, I need to go back for another bachelor's.  School itself will be hard but these two steps, as far as I can tell, are going to be the hardest.  One, paying for the courses at a community college.  Two, getting into school again.  Sure, I can do exceptionally well in the courses which will help, but it doesn't totally cancel out the fact that I graduated with a low gpa.  So that's not going to be easy.  If I do manage all that though, the next step would be applying to grad school.  

This simultaneously feels exactly right and completely insane.  I'm worried that I'll try to do this and fail.  Or that I'll move back to Long Island - a place that stresses me out - and then won't be able to take the courses.  Or that I'll use money and time taking the courses and then won't get into school, making everything a waste.  I feel like my chances of failure are... astronomical.  Heh. 

But, it could be worse. 

Someone smart said this.
I could keep telling myself I'm not smart enough to pursue a career in math or science.  (Something I started telling myself some time around eighth grade.)  I could keep pretending that my mediocre grades in high school science classes were because I was bad at it, and not because I didn't do homework and skipped class often.  I could ignore the fact that my test grades were usually good, that a teacher recommended I take college courses, that I enjoyed most of my math and science classes.  

I could maintain my current lifestyle, which is completely devoid of goals, work, and purpose.

And I really don't want to do that. 

So I went ahead and made myself a checklist: 


That's all I really want to say on the topic for now.  Here's hoping it happens.  

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Charlotte