Facing the Facts

Though it has been many months since I've updated, I must confess that I've come to face a few facts that have led to both wonderful and astonishing revelations. Now though these facts are quite numerous, I think I've narrowed them down to three overall points.
Fact number one: I'm horrible at living up to my blogging expectations. This is not to say that I'm not at the least bit surprised by this fact, I suppose you could say I was hoping for some reassurance that I would defy this becoming truth. Simply put, my life has been a roller coaster. As lame and uncreative the metaphor may be, it's never been more real. The last few months of my life has had crazy ups and downs, twists and turns, dips and bumps. It is through this very roller coaster that I've come to personal discoveries that will be outlined in future blogs.
Fact number two: Grad school is a bitch. This goes without saying. It was in mid semester that I had to stop and seriously question if someone was playing a rather cruel joke on me. I can recall several instances where I've heard people say, "No worries! Grad school is much easier than undergrad, in my opinion!" or "Grad school felt like a complete joke. It's easy!" It is in all of this garble that I learned that people fail to tell you about the intense research, pages upon pages of required reading, and the obscene writing assignments. In all honesty, I even feel more financially crippled than I did in undergrad. If I ever face these very people again, all I have to ask is, "What in the hell were you people smoking, and may I have some it?" Seriously, between all of reading and writing, it's almost--well scratch almost-- it's a fact that in little moments of rest I was able to grasp, all I wanted to do was hang out with friends, relax, and have as much fun in my own right. Any and everything affiliated with typing composition and reading, I wanted to avoid as much as possible. My dear readers, this is but a rather sad fact considering that I obtained a degree in English and rather found myself to be a lover of literature. I still think there is an immense part of me that craves a good book. There were many days in the fall semester that I wanted to update my blog to scream out my feelings and write out my experiences in a vivid fashion. I lost my blogging spirit here in my first semester of undergrad, but I'd like to think that I can redeem myself through a little thing I like to call time management and caffeine.
So, I would like to end this blog with one last fact.
Fact number three: I must surrender myself to the arduous task of time management. I recall purchasing my medium size, black agenda book back before the winter weather made my life rather chilly and complicated. Though I have been known to write down a task, or two I see how novice my planning really was. I've come to learn that if I'm expected to achieve even more success and conquer the war called graduate school, I've got to supersede such minuscule effort. Again, it's with great uncertainty that I believe I'll never truly face this fact, but I know it's necessary. As this blog is my therapy and life, so is my education, family, and friends. I look forward to updating one and all about the pivotal points of last semester--all of the rises and falls, disappointments and joys, as well as the losses and gains. So here goes, my life measured by time, caffeine, and shreds of patience.