Hope's Blog

We've finally hit week 9 and let's just say it's been an interesting experience. Thankfully, I only had one midterm test. You would think this would be an easy A but thanks to my terrible study habits, it was definitely not so easy. I thought history was easy, just memorizing really. But cramming 20 different dates in a collective two hours is apparently not for me. I highly do not recommend waiting last minute before the test to study. On the bright side of all things, I got a job! My heart racing and mouth getting drier than the Sahara Desert wasn't for nothing! I get a sneaking suspicion that I am going to want to quit within the first month but we'll just have to see how it goes. Catch me being your grocery bagger at Stracks. This week actually has been great I felt a lot happier than usual and I feel like my confidence has been boosted even more. Still working on a lot, but I've made a lot of progress.

  This documentary definitely makes the list of top films I've watched. Even the a pro-choice view, it was still an eye opener to the many reasons why some women not necessarily want, but need to have abortions. Multiple scenes stood out two me and its hard to choose just one that was significant. One in particular made me sad and tear up a little. A 16 year old girl came in to talk with the doctors about her pregnancy. Mind you, she was pro-life and a catholic. They spoke with her parents and her boyfriend's parents to talk about what they should do and they all insisted that she keep the baby. They told her that if she went through with the abortion she would be a "murder." She also said that if she had the baby, she wouldn't be able to walk away from it and she didn't want to have one in the first place. I felt sad for her because whether someone is pro-choice or pro-life, this isn't something anyone should go through. Even some of the doctors working w

 This week finally looked out for me. I feel as if I gained some sort of confidence over night. I felt happier with myself and my school work, probably because I have 2 classes with 'real' assignments. I finally mustered up the courage to talk to my professor, it probably shouldn't be that big of a deal but social anxiety is no joke apparently. Maybe that's why I felt better with myself because I finally did something mildly accomplishing for myself. Also, the personal essay for this class took me quite awhile to even think of something remotely interesting in my life. I think I did an okay job on it though,  my topic was something that I'm really affected by, but I'm not sure on if the quality of writing was good enough. I guess my grade will be the judge of that.