I just spent the last 7 hours completing my final petoleum project: 3 cross sections about 3m long each, an isopach map, some reservoir calculations and some written questions. I'm exhausted and I still have to finish my UBBT workout for the day. I've been working on the project for the past three weeks and had gotten over half of it completed, but I never seemed to have enough time, before tonight, to go through and actually finish it all.
Tonight I learned that you never have enough time to get things done when you want to, you always have enough time to get things done when you have to and I really should try to get things done before crunch time.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Monday, April 6, 2009
Taking chances
So today I dropped off my letter of intent, the final part of my grad school application.
I poured every hope I had into writing that letter, trying to put across the passion I hold for geology and how badly I want to do this. It was really hard to drop off that letter. I don't really even know why, but it took all I had to do it.
I think, because I put so much of my private dreams into that letter, getting my Phd, teaching, research, etc., it was like giving a piece of myself up for judgement. The possibility that I might not get accepted is the possibility that I am personally not good enough; that's a hard thing to face.
So I roped in a friend to come with me and I placed it down infront of the secretary who looked it over and uttered, "good," dropping it in my file.
Now I sit, waiting for the letter that will say yay or nay.
I'm telling myself that if I don't get accepted, I'll just get a job, start a carrier and move on; but deep down inside, the thought of failing, of not being accepted, of having to sit on the sidelines while other decide my future is driving my out of my mind.
Today I learned it is hard to put your dreams on the line, to put yourself out there for judgement; but if don't, you never have the chance to do anything great.
I poured every hope I had into writing that letter, trying to put across the passion I hold for geology and how badly I want to do this. It was really hard to drop off that letter. I don't really even know why, but it took all I had to do it.
I think, because I put so much of my private dreams into that letter, getting my Phd, teaching, research, etc., it was like giving a piece of myself up for judgement. The possibility that I might not get accepted is the possibility that I am personally not good enough; that's a hard thing to face.
So I roped in a friend to come with me and I placed it down infront of the secretary who looked it over and uttered, "good," dropping it in my file.
Now I sit, waiting for the letter that will say yay or nay.
I'm telling myself that if I don't get accepted, I'll just get a job, start a carrier and move on; but deep down inside, the thought of failing, of not being accepted, of having to sit on the sidelines while other decide my future is driving my out of my mind.
Today I learned it is hard to put your dreams on the line, to put yourself out there for judgement; but if don't, you never have the chance to do anything great.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Friends
Third day blogging.
Today I met my sister's roommate. She seemed really nice and we all got along really well. They are at firefighting school in Vermillion and will be there for a year. They came by for a visit and to do laundry. I always look forward to my sister's visits. Now that we don't live together, we're actually good friends.
Today I learned good friends are nice to have, but being able to be friends with your family is a true blessing. I'm glad my sister and I are friends.
Today I met my sister's roommate. She seemed really nice and we all got along really well. They are at firefighting school in Vermillion and will be there for a year. They came by for a visit and to do laundry. I always look forward to my sister's visits. Now that we don't live together, we're actually good friends.
Today I learned good friends are nice to have, but being able to be friends with your family is a true blessing. I'm glad my sister and I are friends.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
The Great Blog-off
Today I challenged my brother to a blog-off. We're each going to write our blog everyday for a month. If one of us fails, we are at the mercy of the other. I hope he loses so I can make him eat a whole bottle of ketchup! I'll take pictures too!
That is the lesson I learned today; competition and teamwork makes goals easier to achieve.
It's on like donkey-kong Ben! Hope you like ketchup:)
That is the lesson I learned today; competition and teamwork makes goals easier to achieve.
It's on like donkey-kong Ben! Hope you like ketchup:)
Friday, April 3, 2009
So tonight in class I had a bit of an eye opener. Master Brinker and the others who went to Alabama talked about their experiences and how the trip affected them and it brought to my attention how important journaling is.
For my UBBT requirements, I tried to balance out physical and mental tasks so as to make me a more well rounded black belt. I have school as a big part, getting good grades and getting into grad school, etc. I also have push ups, situps and my form reps as far as physical requirements go.
When I joined the UBBT student team, Master Brinker told me I was required to journal once a week. I hate journalling but I added it to my list of mental requirements. I thought it would be easy...maybe a tad inconvenient, but easy.
I was wrong.
Throughout this whole UBBT, my pushups, my situps, my form...I'm right on track. I've done 32, 799 pushups, 32,519 situps and 270 reps of Kempo since accepting the challenge on September 14; but I haven't journalled very much at all.
It might be because I'm afraid to write something I'll regret, or maybe just because I'm lazy (more likely). Anway, tonight was a kick in the pants so I better get my act together:)
I think if I try to write every day when I do the rest of my Kung-Fu routine, I can make it a habit. I've realized that I've missed out on a lot of opportunities for self examination and memories that journalling can provide and preserve.
I don't want to miss out anymore. Journalling can be a great tool if I decide to use it.
So I'll start by writing again tomorrow. If I try to think of one thing I learned everyday and write it down and think about it, I should think that would make me a better person in the end.
For my UBBT requirements, I tried to balance out physical and mental tasks so as to make me a more well rounded black belt. I have school as a big part, getting good grades and getting into grad school, etc. I also have push ups, situps and my form reps as far as physical requirements go.
When I joined the UBBT student team, Master Brinker told me I was required to journal once a week. I hate journalling but I added it to my list of mental requirements. I thought it would be easy...maybe a tad inconvenient, but easy.
I was wrong.
Throughout this whole UBBT, my pushups, my situps, my form...I'm right on track. I've done 32, 799 pushups, 32,519 situps and 270 reps of Kempo since accepting the challenge on September 14; but I haven't journalled very much at all.
It might be because I'm afraid to write something I'll regret, or maybe just because I'm lazy (more likely). Anway, tonight was a kick in the pants so I better get my act together:)
I think if I try to write every day when I do the rest of my Kung-Fu routine, I can make it a habit. I've realized that I've missed out on a lot of opportunities for self examination and memories that journalling can provide and preserve.
I don't want to miss out anymore. Journalling can be a great tool if I decide to use it.
So I'll start by writing again tomorrow. If I try to think of one thing I learned everyday and write it down and think about it, I should think that would make me a better person in the end.
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