Man cannot live on cereal alone

I started out yesterday feeling incredibly good. I was giddy, I was so happy. When I was at school, I felt like dancing across campus instead of walking. It would have been a much more interesting way to transport myself. I also felt like continually laughing. I settled for nonstop smiling. Beaming, would be a more appropriate term. From ear to ear.

And then my allergies started to attack me pretty hard. It took me down a couple notches, but I was still high on happiness.

Then we come to today. I started out good enough. I got to sleep in past 7 AM! (Side note: I am not a morning person. Some people may think that I am, because I get up pretty easily and I'm never grouchy. I'm even cheerful, to which my brothers can testify, from all the times I've woken them up with my own rendition of the VeggieTales song "Good Morning, George." But as the day wears on, I start losing it. Even when I get a good, long night's sleep. I do much better staying up late, getting a few hours of sleep and getting up at 10, than I do going to bed at a decent hour, sleeping 8-9 hours and getting up at 7...or earlier....) I've been a night owl functioning as a morning person for so long that it was nice to sleep a little later...even though it wasn't much later. I also went outside this morning and sat in our swing as I studied for my German final. I love being outside. After that, I decided to wash out a pair of my flip flops that had been full of sand for several weeks, and I had a mishap with the water hose. Parts of me got pretty drenched. And I had been sweating, so it felt really good to be all wet with the wind blowing.

But something happened after that. I started feeling really weak. So much so that holding myself up was hard. I lied on my bed for a good long while, even fell asleep for a short time, and I didn't feel any better. My mood definitely dropped then. I don't like feeling incapable of doing anything. Even though my allergies are annoying, they don't prevent me from doing much. The one guaranteed way to drive me stir-crazy is to make it to where I can't do much of anything. And I didn't feel like I could do much of anything today.

Then dinner time came along. Mama made roast, and potatoes and carrots, and homemade rolls, and gravy. It was delicious.

After I ate, I started feeling better. I started trying to figure out what about what I ate would make me feel better. I had eaten breakfast and lunch, so it wasn't that I was starving for food. I even ate lunch after I started feeling weak. So I knew that wasn't it. So I considered what I ate, and I realized it must have been the protein.

I'm not the biggest meat eater that you'll ever find. I'm not a vegetarian, but it's not uncommon for me to go days without meat. I know that there are other foods that contain protein, but I'm pretty sure my diet has been lacking in those things as well. I typically eat peanut butter on a regular basis, but we haven't had any in a while. I'm sure that if I closely examined my diet I would see just how out of balance that it is.

So, even though you've heard it a million times before, the lesson of the day kids is...eat a balanced diet. Your body needs many different things to function, and eating vast amounts of cereal all the time and few other things, like I do, doesn't cut it.

Now...does this mean I'm going to give up my cereal? I don't think so. That's a habit that I think is past breaking. To give you an idea how far gone I am...I've even made breakfast before for my family, and eaten a bowl while cooking, and watched them all munch on the feast I just prepared. I'll just have to make sure that I eat something other than just carbs, cheese, and the occasional fruits and veggies during the rest of the day.

Hopefully, tomorrow will be a much better day. Having my German final behind me will greatly increase the odds in favor of that happening.

Why bloggers blog, why writers write...

I have been MIA from the blogosphere for quite a while. Not only have I failed to contribute, I haven't read any of the many blogs that I follow in...I don't know how long. Which I don't like, because I like keeping up with what's going on in people's lives and people tend to say something insightful on a regular basis. I've been missing out.

"Busy" has been the name of the game. School is a given. On top of that, I have had something going on the past three weekends, and I even have something else planned for this weekend. Also, for those who don't know, I lost everything on my computer about a week and a half ago. It wasn't working for about two days. I think it was a backdoor virus...came in and corrupted some of my system files....it wasn't pretty.

The good news for my blog is, that my computer is functioning again. And school is almost completely over. I have 4 finals left, and that's it! I'm ecstatic!

The bad news for my blog is that it's almost summer. Summer means spending a lot of my time away from home. And away from my computer. And away from the Internet.

But hopefully, between now and when the busyness starts back up, I will keep this thing updated. I like blogging. I don't know how many people like reading what I write, but writers don't primarily write for other people to read. People reading what you write is an added bonus. Especially when they give positive feedback. ;-)

Medicine is screwy.

Happy Easter, to one and all!

Easter's always a good day for me. Besides the fact that there's an extra effort made to remember Jesus and the amazing things he did and the fact that he's alive, it's not really different than any other day. Jesus is still the same every other day of the year.

But somehow it always seems to feel like an extra special day. It's probably a mental thing.

But I know one reason why I have felt particularly good this Easter Sunday. And it has nothing to do with Easter. Nor does it have anything to do with the fact that I wore pink.

My last blog wasn't so chipper. I wrote it after having spent at least a month sleeping my life away, which is something that I never dreamed would even be possible for me to do. And I had no clue why.

I am happy to say that I didn't fall asleep today. Nor the two previous days. And I've stayed up late the past two nights. And I think I know why.

My doctor gave me some medication the last time I saw him that was supposed to help keep all my hair from falling out of my head and keep it from growing in places that I don't want it to grow, like my chin. He told me that there really weren't supposed to be any side effects, I just didn't need to take it if I was pregnant or potentially going to get pregnant. No fear there. So he gave me a bunch of samples and wrote me a prescription to fill after the samples ran out. Well, my samples ran out about a week ago, maybe a little longer. And I, nor my parents, have had any money to fill the prescription, so I haven't been taking it. So there's been time for all traces of it to work its way out of my system.

I think that's what was making me sleepy. And groggy when I wasn't actually asleep. It's the only explanation I can come up with. And it makes sense, that my sleepiness seems to have disappeared after I quit taking it. Nothing else that I know of has changed. So much for no side effects.

I'm hoping that my lack of napping will continue and prove my theory true. Or at least make it seem like the most likely option, because I probably can't prove it.

But anyway, I'm so glad I haven't slept my life away the past three days. Even though I'm still tired, I feel like I've regained so much energy. And cognitive ability. I'm amazed that I didn't fail every assignment given to me over the past month. I'm actually also amazed that I haven't failed all of the classes I've taken since I started college, but that's a different story for a different day. And it's a really good thing that I regained myself at this particular point in time. Because finals are almost here. And I have some big assignments due before finals. And I really need to start working on them. Two weeks ago. God is great, indeed.

Needless to say (I think), I won't be filling that prescription or taking anymore of that medication. I really dislike medicine, and this is precisely why. It's also why I rarely take any. I should have stuck to my guns when the doctor first mentioned taking something, and told him, "No. I'm not interested. So what if I'm bald in ten years and grow a beard."

The world has turned upside down.

I have been MIA from my blog recently. I've almost been MIA from the Internet as a whole. But not quite. I've still been checking Facebook and Twitter every day, but my presence on even those two sites has been diminished. I can't remember the last time I checked my e-mail. That does not include my school e-mail. I've tried to make it a point to keep up with that, because I might miss something important. But other than that, I've not been engrossed in the Internet quite like I've been known to be.

So I wanted to give a quick update. While I had a brief moment. I've been busy with school like always. But I've also been busy doing something else...............

Sleeping. Yeah, that's what I said. Sleeping. Something has happened to me and I don't know what it is. I'm the girl who was always up well past midnight, who could function perfectly well with just a few hours of sleep....sometimes even with no sleep. But now I can't stay awake. I've been going to sleep before midnight most nights, sleeping all night, and it never fails that every afternoon I sleep for at least an hour. Usually two, sometimes even three. And even with that, I don't have a problem going to bed at night.

I never nap. Well, I never did nap before this. I don't like napping. I feel bad when I nap. I wish I wasn't napping every day, but like I really can't stay awake. If I was up doing something physical, I'd probably be able to stay awake, but I would just want to go to bed that much earlier. So that wouldn't work.

Not only is all this sleeping making me feel bad, I don't have time to do anything. I'm good if I make it through a whole day at school without falling asleep in class. And once I'm done with class for the day and it's time to do homework, forget about it. I read about 5 pages at most, and then I'm done. Until I wake up. And once I wake up, the afternoon is gone and the evening is here. Time for dinner, and then about two more hours before I'm good for nothing again and want to go to bed.

I haven't had that much homework lately. Which I've been thankful for. I should be able to get all of it done in a timely manner, but no......

I don't know what's going on. Whatever's happening, I don't know how much longer I can keep up. Well, I'm already not keeping up, but I've been giving the appearance of keeping up. So I'm not so sure how much longer I can keep up appearances.

Well, I have to get ready for school now. I should have already been getting ready, but I'm moving slowly. God, help me.