Training Begins

As I sit here with my newly found favorite snack (cheese and a vitamin water), I realized that I have not been posting entries quite as often as I planned. Since it is still daylight and I am not scared being in this old, rickety, and very scarcely populated building, I should take my few free minutes before a community meeting to write. I am among many unpacked boxes and suitcases, which I should really get to organizing soon. But what's the point, as I am in my temporary apartment? Yes, I was not able to move into my wonderful, dream room quite yet. I am counting the minutes until Tuesday.

Now that training has started, I am beginning to get used to my new reality as a CA. It might be cliche, but I won't be able to live my life as a normal student as I did the previous semester. But by no means is that a bad thing. I am the type of person, as my friends so readily embrace, that feeds off stress and plans. I plan my week every Sunday night, and adore making schedules. I live for having things keep me busy. I do, however, know my own limits, and happily only bite off as much as I feel I can chew. With Cody, my classes, being a CA, and Eta Sig, I am fully aware that my plate is near the brink of full. And, oh, how happy that makes me.

I cannot leave out how paranoid I have been the last few nights though. With only a few people living in this not very recently renovated building, every sounds seems magnified twenty times in my head. I cannot wait for the rest of campus to be here. At least I have 12-14 hours days full of training to tire me out before tossing and turning all night. Because of my inconvenient ability to wake up every hour, I have gotten a bit sick. I felt the healing commence after I got eleven hours of sleep after my first day off last night, though.

I adore my new situation and am eagerly awaiting everything this semester holds. I suppose this unfocused entry was more for myself: its always nice to put everything in perspective. But now, I have fifteen less minutes to get ready for more meetings.

Love always,
Morgan