I reached a stress level too high for my liking this past Wednesday.
So I had my appointment at the Spanish Consulate in NYC at 10:15 am, and I planned to take the 7:50 am shuttle from my school to the train station, but guess what time I woke up. 7:50!!!!!!! It was horrendous. The shuttle only leaves every hour on weekdays and all of my travel plans were contingent on each other that morning, so missing the first mode of transportation was extremely problematic.
I called and texted every person I know at Hofstra who has a car and found a ride to the train station and made it to the consulate at 10:13. Talk about an adrenaline rush. I jumped out of bed, showered in record time, and of course when I left my building I left my paperwork in my room…ROOKIE MOVE. And THEN when I went to go back up, the elevator took forever and when it finally came, there were about 3 floors pressed but no one was in it. Can you say rude? On top of that, when I went to take the elevator back down, it stopped on 3 floors. It was not my favorite morning of all time.
After making it to the consulate after the subway being delayed twice on my way, I breathed the heaviest sigh of relief of my life. If I missed this appointment, there’s a good chance I would not be going abroad next semester. I booked this appointment in October and it was the earliest time they had at that point. I can’t imagine when their soonest opening is now that it’s the holidays.
Even when I knew that I was going to be on time, I was still freaking out because I couldn’t believe that I slept through my alarm for the first time on the most important day of the whole semester. Whew.
Shout-out to the people of the Spanish Consulate for being so nice and helpful! They were very encouraging of the study abroad experience and the Spanish culture. So much more excited now.
Once I got back to campus and carried on with the rest of my day as usual, everything went well. For the second time, I volunteered for the Midnight Run and had an awesome but slightly stressful experience. I was assigned to hand out men’s clothing (including dress shirts, polos, sweaters, sweatshirts and fleeces). We received so much in donations this semester that I had about seven or eight boxes filled with men’s clothing. And when there are four or five homeless men standing around you trying to reach in the boxes (not allowed) and asking for different sizes and clothing styles, it’s very stressful.
Beyond that though, the entire evening was wonderful and I will be posting about it in the next few days.
Here are some photos of my morning in the city, and of my new friend Al. He’s homeless, but he’s happy. Also a photo of what my hair looked like when I took my hat off.
Day 38 was a lot less stressed than 37.
I had class from 9:35-11 and also had a presentation in my sociology class at 12:45 but I kind of didn’t prepare at all. So at 11 I sprinted to the computer lab and wrote the presentation right before class. I’m not really a procrastinator and I knew about this presentation in September, but I just got carried away this week that I didn’t plan accordingly at all. Everyone clapped at the end so that’s a good sign right? Right.
That was about my only stress today, and I realized that I work well under pressure. I was so intensely working on that presentation for such a short amount of time. I impressed myself with my productivity.
What I did learn today is that maybe some people enjoy stress, or some versions of it. I’ve always had a thing for adrenaline rushes and I didn’t hate being under all that pressure while working on my presentation at the last minute. And I worked well under the pressure.
I know stress isn’t desirable, but I think that it isn’t desirable when it’s an actual heavy burden. If it’s time pressure or being in a rush, it’s so temporary that when it’s finally over, it might have felt more like a rush than stress.
I guess it depends on perspective and in that case, what else is new?
This has nothing to do with anything, but this beauty came in the mail today:
I bought it for my friend Ky for being such a wonderful friend and human being. I sure hope she doesn’t read this post.
It says “Maybe the best hasn’t happened yet”.
If you’re interested in purchasing one, check out this blog post by Tristan Prettyman. And if you enjoy good music, have a listen to her tunes.