exams

Ooh yeah. Every Uni student loves their exams. The practice questions, the detailed outline of what you meant to know, and the overall feeling like you know what you doing. Sound about right.

University exams are a lot different from high school. Whether you are heading into you first uni exam or are a professional 4th year uni survivor, you probably still have no idea what to studying for your exams.

My first exam is on the 6th of June. Its Biology, and if anyone has ever also studied biology they will know that you learn a tone of shit. Terms after terms after diagrams and chemical compounds. And the worst part is; its never ending. It just keeps getting more and more complex the more you look into it, until you suddenly find yourself knowing the chemical composition of random things that 99% of the time wont be on the exam.

That’s why I wrote a plan! Yay! Firstly, to make sure that I don’t get lost in the blackhole of biology knowledge. But secondly, to make sure I’m actually doing stuff. I’m sure most people are familiar with the feeling of having completed absolutely nothing after a long 7 hours of study. What the fuck did I get done then?

In my plan I also include how to stay healthy. It seems dumb and basic, I know, but if I don’t look after my health; physically and mentally, I will end up in a lot of shit. Kind of stuff I need to do to stay healthy:

  • Eating a wholefood, nutritious and balanced diet
  • Get enough sleep (for me I need 8 hours)
  • Exercise (which is hard considering I have a broken arm at the moment)
  • Meditation/Spiritual health (learning outside of uni work, meditation, listening to podcasts an dreading)

Its hard especially if you live on college or have house mates that finish before you or possibly don’t have exams and are partying hard and going nuts while your trying to do good and study so you can get a decent career and survive in Australia’s society.

I plan to write a bit more about how I exam prep, so hmu if you want to know more 🙂

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the descend

For the past few years I feel like I have been on the descent. One bad thing after another, tumbling uncontrollably down the hill like a giddy child. Sinking deeper and deeper into the dark pits of the ocean as the pressure increases.

Have I finally reached the bottom? Am I sitting on the ocean floor yet? Ready to finally push off and swim to the surface? Of course not.

Life is like a fucking huge mountain. Your born on the summit; pure, innocent and close to sky, stars and universe. As we grow older we descend down the mountain; at a comfortable pace, one foot after the other, dodging the ditches and rocks and following the preexisting path. We come to a fork in the path and here lies the first decision that will lead us on the path that will be uniquely ours for the taking.

One day while on the path, you might accidentally fall into a chasm. It almost killed you. You down in the pit, stuck, broken and scared. You could have taken a wrong turn, could have tripped and fell into the chasm or perhaps you were looking in and fell accidentally. Doesn’t matter how you got there because your there now. No use complaining, because you got there yourself. No use blaming the mountain, because really its just a mountain. It’s not a good mountain, not an evil or bad mountain. It is an inanimate object that isn’t out to get you.

So now there is another decision in your path. Do you stay in the chasm, or do you climb out? It’s going to take a lot of effort and strength to physically pull yourself out. It might be icy and slippery, and on you first attempt you might fall back down. The rocks might be sharp and cut your hands, so you give them time to heal. You train, get strong. Till one day you pull yourself out. How long have I been down there?

You stare you path in the eyes. And you can clearly see all the chasms now, like you have super powers or night vision goggles but for chasms. You know where they hide. Who the hide behind. What they hide behind.

So now your wiser. A wise man walking down the mountain. Carefully placing one foot after another, being fully conscious of every step you take. Giving intention and life into every movement, as you know how restricted you were in the chasm. You know how it feels to have no freedom, so you embrace this new freedom. Feel the crisp breeze and snow beneath your toes. You are free.

via Daily Prompt: Descend

the plan

As fellow strugglers of mental health already know, getting out of bed and doing shit is hard. Especially when you are at Uni. Because no one cares and no one notices if you turn up or not.

I recently read another blogger’s post on their weekly goals, plans, etc. and found it quite amusing and inspiring. And if writing a blog post and posting it onto the web isn’t enough incentive to do shit this week, then I don’t know what is.

So here it is.

Uni shit:

  • Go to Uni on Monday, Tuesday (maybe), Thursday and Friday. Don’t be a slacker.

Work (kinda):

  • Finish the 3 T shirts
  • Draw more designs

Food:

  • Make sure breakfast is eaten everyday. Even though you tummy says no.
  • Cook a curry with mums homemade veg stock and all the sweet potatoes I’ve been accumulating.
  • Cook a stir-fry with the chilli jam I bought from the market this weekend.

Other stuff:

  • Finish book: The girl with the dragon tattoo – Stieg Larsson
  • Check out the new park and meditate
  • Listen to 1 Zencast or Tara Brach podcast a day
  • Book flight to Brisbane
  • Methyl Ethel concert on Wednesday night. Do that and have a hella time.

Looking at the week ahead can often be confronting. Even daunting. But really we forget the most important task of the week; self care. This is my true goal but also the hardest to accomplish and tick off the list. But I welcome each day with open arms and express gratitude for I am so incredibly lucky to be on this Earth.

 

 

 

 

the restart

I feel like I have awoken.

Anyone who has experienced changes or difficulties in their mental health and well being would agree that it disconnects you from everything.

Disconnected from friends. From society. From myself. From life in general.

And the worst past of all is that no one knows. Know one understands what going on in your brain because everyone has been through different experiences and therefore empathise with you differently.

That’s why I’m demanding a restart.

A restart of this blog. A restart of my health. A restart in my thinking. A restart in the way I look at my life and journey.

I’m currently in my first year of uni. I had to move to the city and become independent almost overnight. A shock to the system really.

And I’m sure I’m not the only one. That’s why I have looked at this blog with fresh eyes. I want to help fellow students who are going through a rough time to feel and know they’re not alone. I want to provide support and a sense of community to those who are lonely and lost. I want Uni students and College students to know that in fact their mental health is immensely important to their overall health. That they don’t have to feel pressured to be someone or do thing they don’t want to. To not feel overwhelmed with all the expectation that is put on young adults nowadays.

I also want to provide basic information on how to survive being a student or young adult to the best of my ability. Information about healthy eating, about exercise, about socialising, partying and friends. About money, and goals, and travelling and dreams. About mental health and spirituality and community and passion. And most importantly, yet most difficult, about being your self and knowing that it is enough.

To be thrown in the deep end is tough, you cant see or touch the bottom. But with the right type of floaties you will be able to survive and get to safety.

Stay sane.