Dear College,!!!!

Dear College, you have brought so many different things into my life in such a short period of time. I have only been knowing you for going on 4 months and it seem like it has been forever. I have become so exceptive of you and all you bring, and I thank you for all of the pain stress and tears that you have brought me over the past few months. I know as time goes on I will learn more things and my feelings towards you will be so mixed as they are every day of my college life. Since knowing you I have met many new people and I have learned to accept people that have come from different backgrounds. You have showed me that people may see things totally different than I do, so sometimes it is good to state my opinion but sometimes I should just stay quiet and watch how others handle the different things that you throw at them and try to learn from that. I have noticed since I’ve been here that my mind is starting to open up and I am now thinking on multiple levels and I know that this is going to help me in life, because it will make my thinking style very diverse. I’ve learned to deal with stress better through time management, because I have realized that this is what has been bringing me down. Now that football season is over I believe that I will enjoy the experience you bring to me more better because I have more time to do things that I want to do and get the full experience of a college student. The past week without football I have been so stress free because I have had time to complete all of my work early, and then get enough sleep so that I would be able to function in most of my classes. I’m writing this letter to you college to give you thanks and to keep you aware of my feelings about you. I hope that one day when I go my separate ways from you that I will leave a happy camper, and you will be introduced to more incoming students that will feel the same way as imp feeling write now, happy, stressed, but grateful that I am getting the chance and experience that most people are too afraid to try. I pray that my feeling towards you can stay positive. To my good friend for right now, College

Theres more to college than just a degree.

When most people think of college they think of their future and what they would be doing in the future. Most think about which career field they would like to study in and which field would they like to earn a degree in. As young and immature teen most of us think about all the fun that comes with college like the girls new friends and mostly the big college parties that can only be experienced once in a life time, but what most people don’t tell you about is all the bad things about college like the stress and the very tough work that you have to do in order to pass your classes. One thing that many people seemed to skip over that I am facing now and it’s not felling so good, are all the germs that comes when you are surrounded by a lot of different type of people in your dorm and in your classes, and that’s is all of the germs. I didn’t never really notice how many germs were around this college until I got sick for the fourth time this school year, this week. I am suffering from strep throat as I type this blog up right now. I played in the game this week end with what I thought was just a very bad case of the cold, I felt like I was going to die numerous times, but me being the guy that I am I kept telling the coaches and trainers that I was fine, but I knew deep down inside that something was really wrong with me. The last time I could remember being sick and in this much pain was back in the third grade when I had the flu. I hope with me being sick I don’t get my roommate or any of my dorm mates sick because that would really be horrible so before I let that happen I am carrying Lysol around with me and spraying everything I touch. I don't want anybody else to feel the way that I am feeling right now. As I sit here and think about it, it kind of a good thing that I got sick this weekend because it slowed me down and made me stay in my room this weekend while everybody else went out and partied and it game me time to realize that life isn’t all about partying, sometimes you need to take breaks and let your body catch up to your brain. This is another reason I think I’m sick is because I’m always on the run and I don’t give my body time to rest and this is making my body and immune system week which is making bacteria and viruses more bound to get to me so I think from now on out I will take a few days out of each month to just give to my body so that I can catch up on rest for the good of and the good of others around me.

HUMP BACK HUMP BACK I !!!!

At the beginning of this week I was pretty stressed and upset because I had a lot of work that was due. I have come to the conclusion that college is the place for people to be stressed every week in order to make them feel how it feels to be down in life and if this is how life was I would really hate it. another reason why I’ve been upset and stressed was because we had a game in Mississi- hump back hump back I.... That’s right in Mississippi. This trip I knew would be horrible because we were going to be on the bus for 11 hours just riding and that’s one thing I hate, is being confined to one spot for too long, I guess you can call me Closter phobic or just call me a whining baby. All throughout the week I was trying to think of ways to get out of the trip. I was thinking of acting hurt telling the coach I could make it because I was sick and different things. Wednesday when I got out of class I called my dad and told him how I was feeling about the trip and told him that I didn’t want to go and how I was going to come up with an excuse of not going. My dad told me to be a man about the situation pull up my big boy pants and make the trip with the team because they would need me and I would possible need them. That all he had to say for me to change my mind about going. Even though I still didn’t want to go I forced myself to because it would make me feel like more of a man and a team player. The bus for Mississippi left early Friday morning at four o'clock. After being on the bus for just 5 minutes I fell asleep and it was a deep sleep. The other bus that was traveling in front of us broke down so that put an hour delay on trip so an eleven hour trip turned into twelve hours. After making it to Mississippi I felt better when we pulled up to the five star Hilton hotel that we were staying in, it only got better as week got the keys and walked into our rooms. The visit to Mississippi turned out great because we went down there and got the victory and came back home with the win and that is all that counts when you work so hard throughout the week to achieve something with your brothers on the team.

LET THIS END!!!!

My God!!!! I have been so stressed out this past week because I’ve had so much to do. This week was supposed to be a great week because it was homecoming week. Back in high school whenever a student hears the word homecoming it is automatically turned into a synonym of the word break. I'm used to just chilling during homecoming week and not doing anything but participating school activities and going to pep rallies, but that is another big difference from high school to college. I had a lot of thinking to do this week because I noticed that all of my classes were starting to pick on the work loads and test, so I needed more time to study and do work. Since quitting football was not an option, I came up with the idea of dropping the class that I felt that I could get back in next semester and I could easily pass. All my classes are core classes or classes that are mandatory for my major except for one, and that was my early North American History class. I’ve been doing well in that class the whole year, but I really needed a break. I talked to my professor and she understood exactly where I was coming from being a student athlete, trying to focus on school and my sport at the same time. She said that she thought I was getting a lot out of the class and I felt I was to but I just had make an opening for my other studies. After making the decision to drop that class I called my dad and talked to him about it and he told me to make sure that it was the best decision for me, and I really did. Last week was just a busy week for me because I had essays and homework due for all of my classes and I just felt like I couldn't do it, but I just thought about what my grandma would tell me when I felt like things were impossible, she would tell me to pray and ask God for his strength, because through him all things are possible and that what I did. After having the essays turned in I feel more of a college student because I actually did them and they were done very well because I stayed up doing them and I put my heart into them so I could get the best grade that I could possibly get.

HOME

This week has been like no other week during this year. I have been faced with something that really tampered with me emotionally. I have been thinking about home a lot lately, because not only do I miss it but I miss my family and friends and all the good times that I used have in Houston. Two weeks ago my grandma was put in to a rehabilitation home in order for her to do rehab since she had got her toe removed a week or two prior to entering the rehabilitation home. She was doing pretty good at least that’s what I thought because I wasn’t getting any bad news about her I was only hearing that she was getting better. At the beginning of this week I was feeling pretty good because I had all my work turned in and everything just seemed to be going so perfect for me. When Wednesday came I was getting ready to cap off an awesome week, until my dad called me and told me that the rehab center had took my grandma to the hospital because they thought she had an infection in the foot that she had got the toe removed on. My heart had dropped when I got that news, but I knew she would be fine because it was only an infection. The next day before I was getting ready to go to my only class my dad sent me a text saying call me, I knew something was wrong because at that time my dad is usually hard at work, well when I called he told me that my grandma was in the hospital, and the doctors were giving up on here because they thought that the infection had spreader all over her body and at that point they couldn’t do anything about it. I had a mental break down after that I cried for nearly 3 hours straight because I thought I was losing the most important women in my life, my grandma. My dad called me later on that day and told me that the doctors did blood work on her and found that the infection was only in her foot so they would have to take away her foot, that was the best news I ever heard in my life. After having this situation happen I realized that is the bad part about going away for college is when your family needs you, you can’t really help right then and there because you are so far away.

MID-SEMESTER "BREAK"

Two weeks ago I found out that in college there is this thing called mid- semester break. It is when the college gives you a few days off after you take your mid-terms or after the midpoint of a semester. After finding out that we had such a break I became very excited about the trip that I was going to be taking home because we didn’t have school. I became even more excited because I knew that, that would make two weeks in a row that I would be able to go home, because I went home last week. After yelling and running around campus screaming imp going home and calling home and telling my family that I will be home two weekends in a row my team mate quickly delivered some horrible news to me. He told me that I wouldn’t be able to go home because we had to stay at school during the few days that the rest of the school had off, because we had to stay because we had a football game that same weekend, so we would have to stay for practice. After hearing that my whole world came crashing down on me, I felt so sad and depressed. I felt like a kid that was promised a new action figure by his parents then not being able to get it. Needless to say I went home for the one week and enjoyed my family and friends, but wishing the whole time I was down that I could have had more time or could have come back the next weekend. The following week at school at had to listen to everybody keep talking about how they miss home and how they couldn’t wait to go home that Tuesday or Wednesday. It was like music to my ears hearing all of that (sarcasm). When the day came for everybody to leave I felt so bad because I knew my family really wanted to see me, but because football was in my way I couldn’t do that. I really became depressed when I noticed that the school became a deserted mini town with tumble weeds rolling around. There was nobody here but a hand full of students and the players that were playing on Saturday in the football game. I really like how they call it a mid-semester break because that almost explains what happened to me, I almost broke mentally. I just hope next year the break that the "other students" get don’t affect me as much.

ONE CRAZY WEEK!!!!

This week has been one crazy week. I have seen and felt different things emotionally physically and mentally. To start off the week I had my first draft of my essay due for my English comp class on Monday, that I didn’t really just work my hardest on and I know that I could have done so much better on. When I got the revised copy back from my professor she saw that I didn’t give my all on it and basically told me to revise the whole thing. I was kind of angry at first until I actually read the comments she was making and I actually took time out to read my essay, and noticed that it was horrible. So the next day I worked on that essay until 5:30 in the morning, and almost died in class the next day from being so tired. I was mentally and physically exhausted just from staying up that late. But after my professor read it my time was put to great use, because I was on the right track finally. The essay is due on Wednesday and I am so prepared to turn it in because I have been working on it and taking extra steps to make it the best that it could possibly be. I've been having so many distractions this week that could keep me from doing my work to my best of ability and one thing that actually was getting to me was time. I had too much time on my hands this week because we didn’t have a game this week so I would get out of practice early and I would just come to my room and have so much time to procrastinate and that’s exactly what I did until late in the night. I think my procrastination actually helped me on my math mid-term on Friday though. There is a study that proves that if you go to sleep right after studying then you will get the info better than just staying up or studying something else after. I went in my math class kind of afraid because I didn’t know what to expect because this was my first college mid-term but after getting the test and looking through it I knew that I could do really good if I could just remember what I studied and I actually did. I have so many people that believe in me and after applying myself to things I noticed that anything is possible and imp starting to believe in myself more.