Sometime you just have to accept failure.

I've failed my Philosophy of Law mid-term. FAILED is putting it mildly, too. Oh well. I can deal. I think. Anyways. I've played catch-up and now, well, now I'm all caught up. So maybe I can get this blog thing rolling properly. Hey, a girl can only do so much!

Just making it up as I go along...

So I've come to the turning point where I have to ask myself "What is it that you really want and what are you willing to do to get it?" 

This semester has been nothing but struggle on top of disaster on top of insecurities. I stepped into my 30th year thinking I was finally at a place where I was sure of myself. For the most part it is true, I am more comfortable with myself as a person, now than I have ever been. But I keep falling over myself when it comes to my intellectual capabilities. Not only that but the realization that I am not in school to get a degree so I can go get some job. This is my life. I am what I study, 100% anthropologist and 100% political scientist all at the same time. (That makes me 200% fantastic.) So how do I make it happen? How do I get my shit together? How do I get my sorry as gpa up to grad school standards? Oh if there was only a magic pill. This feels like a completely random and inept way to reopen this blog. Especially since I deleted every other post that I ever wrote. They all felt like somebody else wrote them. Yeah. Some sane person with a life and a decent sleeping schedule, and let's not forget the bank account with a positive balance. So now I will suck it up and accept that this craziness is the life that I have chosen with all of its ups and downs and I will be happy with that. 

I am still making order out of chaos by reinvention.

John Le Carre