How to Become a Jedi Without Really Trying

A progression of my emotions as finals approach:

1. Ready for anything.

2. Hey, wanna hang out?

3. I love school. Studying is the best. Is ball life? No. School is life. No, really. I will say it until it is true.

4. Why am I taking organic chemistry? And statistics? In the same semester, no less.

5. HALP.

6. No, c’mon focus. You got this. Right. So, what subjects am I in again?

7. First practice test: gets all the questions wrong.

8. Office hours. Must. catch. them. all.

9. Cue Pompeii. But if I close my eyes . . . I will fall asleep. Also, yes, I have been here before. Last spring.

10. Re-evaluation of my entire life. Why did I ever let go of those childhood dreams?

So yeah, finals suck. The end is near, though. Stay motivated. Don’t let anyone tell you that you cannot be a jedi.

(I’ll be back with a more substantial post after finals. I must save my brain cells for memorizing every line of Gilmore Girls before I start cracking down on studying)


Happy Holidays everyone! I know it seems kind of early to be saying that, but for me the holiday season starts with Thanksgiving and goes to New Year’s Day. Why limit the festivities to December?

I apologize for this late post, but I hope you all were too busy stuffing your faces with delicious food to miss any of my usual sass. I promise I have a halfway decent excuse for not posting. The decent part: I have been working on an awesome project which has been an amazing opportunity, but it definitely drained some of my creative juices, and I didn’t want to post if I wasn’t on top of my game. The not-so-decent part is that I have been in a turkey-induced, apple cider enhanced holidaze. I haven’t had school since Monday and I think I forgot . . . everything. Where are my classes? What are we learning? When is the test? Finals?! The lazy pace of these longer evenings and the comfy-ness of my down-comforter have me feeling some type of way, and for the past six days, I have been pretending that responsibilities simply do not exist. Here is a small summary of where I am at right now:

Did you do any of your homework over break? (Thanks to Twitter for this one)


Ready for finals?


But . . . it is Sunday now. Sunday evening to be exact. My responsibilities have come to drop-kick me out of my bed and back to school. Enter this blog post. What you are reading right now, reader, is my last and final attempt at procrastination. Drink it up, because soon I will be disappearing under a mountain of work and deadlines.


Let’s talk about that fun project I said I was working on. I can’t give too many details, but it is for another blog here on the interwebs, and I will post the link as soon as it is available. I am spreading the sass like it is going out of style. Here is something else I will say: yes, it does have to do with hearing impairments. I’m staying true to my purpose folks. Hang tight, and I’ll let you know when it is out!

Also, that awesome exciting opportunity stole what was going to be this week’s topic. Alas.

On the bright side, I was rocking some pretty fancy holiday hair this year.

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It seems that braids were sort of a theme… Thanks to my lovely older sis for the first two styles, and to my awesome coworker for the last one! Hair styling can be a major pain when you have a magnet falling off your head. I try to keep it interesting, but there is only so much a girl can do. When I am trying to be discreet, I tend to wear my hair down, covering my ears. Other times, I will pull it up into a bun, so it really depends on my mood. Ultimately, I try to pick hairstyles that allow for movement without constant worry that my magnet is going to fall off (once the magnet falls off, I am effectively deaf in my left ear — not fun). Functionality over form any day, folks. Also, my hearing devices happen to be the same color as my hair, which makes everything looks much more natural. If I ever have an idea for a style, I not only need to figure out the logistics of making my hair actually look like a pretty Pinterest picture, but I also need to think of ways to ensure that I can rock the ‘do without any hinderance from my hearing devices and vice versa. If any of you out there have similar issues, feel free to tell me how to get around it! I am constantly searching for good answers to this puzzling girl problem.

That is all I have time for today . . . organic chemistry is summoning me back to work. Save me, please.