WOW. It has been a long time since you’ve heard from me, hasn’t it? With school starting back up, a full class load, two clubs, one online magazine chapter to run, and a job, I haven’t had a lot of time to blog.
Which is why I’m taking 20 minutes today to spit something out before I run off to my first class. (It’s copyediting, if you must know.)
And guess what we’re going to talk about! STRESS! Every college kid knows it, and knows it well I’m guessing. And with my busier than busy schedule, I figured it was appropriate.
I’m pretty good with handling stress. I’m one of those people who works well under pressure, or as I like to call it, a professional procrastinator. It’s worked for me for years now. But this semester is a whole new ball game when it comes to stress.
I’m in charge of running my school’s chapter of Her Campus (we go live on 9/26!!!!) which takes approximately 284723 hours every week. I love it and I’m so glad I decided to take it on, but I’m not going to say it’s easy. It isn’t. I’ve got a team of talented writers, editors and social media managers to oversee, deadlines to meet, parties to organize, weekly meetings to lead, and don’t even get me started on how many emails I’ve been receiving and sending.
On top of that, I’m in two clubs, one of which is TV where I just wrote a script for a short film, which we then shot and played at a small showcase. Spoiler: we won. (If you want to watch it, here’s a link to my Facebook page with the video!)
And then there’s the actual school part. My classes are all fairly easy; nothing keeps me up until 2:00 a.m. studying and convincing myself I’m going to fail. I’ve been there before, but I’m at that point where my classes are actually things I enjoy doing (besides the two gen eds I put off and am currently sleeping through). No more useless astronomy classes for me! But now my homework includes writing a full length news story everyday for multimedia, editing pieces from Huffington Post and New York Times, reading old Greek tragedies and writing papers over them for humanities, writing full length scripts for TV spots, AND ethics. (Does anyone like that class?)
And that’s what I’m up to these days. My job doesn’t really add to the stress, it just adds to my bank account. I’m siting at work right now writing this, so it’s obviously pretty laid back.
So, yeah. I’m busy. I’m stressed. But you know what? I wouldn’t change it I don’t think. I like to look at my stress as a motivator: it keeps me going. I’m one of those people who has to set deadlines for myself or I won’t do anything but read or rewatch seasons 1-4 of Grey’s on Netflix.
Maybe throw in some yoga every now and then, (I know! I said I’d do it everyday but I don’t… oh well.) I drink way more water than I ever have and let me tell you, it works, I force myself to sleep a reasonable amount of hours each night, and coffee. That’s how I handle my stress now. It piled up on me out of nowhere it seems, but instead of letting myself collapse under it, I pushed back even harder.
All you have to do is push yourself, too.