Build Up and Let Down

Heyo everyone, this weeks post is about how sometimes the stress and suspense of an event in the future can cause far more troubles then it should.

This week sucked. There's no other way to put it. This was one of my busiest weeks of highschool yet, flooding with tons of essays, lab reports, assignments, homework, everything a teacher could possibly assign. With that, Thursday was booked with tests or summative papers all day. I had spent my whole week freaking out trying to prep while getting everything else done, and when Thursday finally rolled around, everything had been moved to Friday. Yea, more time to study, but that doesn't help me! I wanted to go to Kung Fu tonight, not get stuck writing a lab report on the change in solubility of a sodium chloride solution as direct heat increases. Then, Friday comes around. And everything gets moved to Monday! It's almost like they planned it. Hmmm. Teacher vs Student conspiracy? Maybe a talk for another day.

So anyways, this whole week was an emotional wreck. And it was all due to the pressure of a single date, bearing down on my shoulders like a half-ton rock. I ended up losing my mind because I was all work and no play. I was too busy worrying about the finish line I forgot to enjoy myself on the way there. If I'm going to have to work, I might as well make a darn good time out of it. As we know... all work and no play, makes Simon a dull boy (ooooh movie references in a blog? Isn't that exciting) And dull is boring. And boring is... well... boring. No one likes boring. So I was thinking about this and I realized that this week is basically this IHC year.

I'll be honest, I'm already super nervous about everything. There's so much to pay work on, and in what seems like so little time. Even talking about it I start to panic. It's like, if my mind was a big office building, theres a whole level dedicated to people who hit the panic button whenever they can. And I don't want to be too laid back about the situation either because then I won't succeed. Looks like I'm looking for another happy medium. Not too paranoid, yet not too carefree. But this time, I don't think I have to look too hard. On the mats, I enjoy training and practicing. I got a good thing going right now, good group of partners, and right now, I feel like I'm getting close to that happy middle. Now just to get there and hold it.