A Semester Review...
So this is my penultimate semester at the U of M. While I've been here I've not had an easy semester, and this one was no different from the previous ones. This semester was an attempt to strike a balance between the major pieces of my life (in no particular order mind you):
Work
School
Frat
Personal Life
Was I even remotely successful at this? The answer is once again no I was not. There were times when the Frat dominated my life and I felt like all I did was organize/prepare the next event. These were the times when I wanted to throw up my hands and say screw this, but in the end I'm happy with what I'm getting from the effort. My brothers all say you get what you put in. I've put in a lot and now I'm finally starting to reap the rewards.
There were times when my life was centered around getting up and going to work and class. These were the times when I couldn't keep my eyes open long enough to have a personal life in any way, shape, or form. Exhausting is the only word which describes the parts of the semester where I was in a work/school rut.
Lastly was my personal life. Did I have any fun this semester that didn't involve me being at work or hanging out with the frat? The answer to this question is yes. Maybe I even had a little bit too much fun at certain points. The trip to DC was the most relaxed I've been in a long time, and I have no idea when the next time I'll be able to do something like it again. I had a lot of fun with many different people throughout the semester. I ran up bar tabs buying drinks for friends and managed to say/do some pretty stupid things when I had a few too many.
Balance was not exactly my strong suit, and well it never really has been. I seem to crash through one week at a time, barely seeing what's going on tomorrow let alone a month from now. However, now I have to start thinking about the rest of my life and frankly I'm terrified.