I don’t feel stressed. Actually, I feel exhausted, caffeinated, overworked, jealous, dirty, and underfed. But I don’t feel stressed. Why am I breaking out like a pubescent teenager then?
I am sure you heard things like this when you were growing up:
“In Middle School, they make you write in pen and cursive. No pencils and no erasers.”
“British Lit AP is seriously the hardest class you’ll ever take.”
People with experience always seem to make mountains out of mole hills, so when I heard 2011 Corps Members say things like, “Institute will be one of the most difficult things you’ve ever done,” I took it with a grain of salt. I was kind of saying to myself, “Really?! REALLY?!”
Seriously though, this is real, folks.
I feel like that “David After the Dentist” kid. “Is this real life? I can’t feel anything.”
Imagine wanting to go into a professional career that takes years to develop the…
I live in the Mojave Desert of Southern California. Among the beautiful sunsets, exotic desert landscapes, and sun-filled environments, live a whole lot of Jackrabbits. Jackrabbits are peculiar animals. Most nights, it isn’t uncommon to see at least three or four of them scurry into your headlights before realizing they’ve made a grave mistake. They…read more »