#becuriousnotjudgmental

Well I really tried not to let my OCD bug me. But in reality if I am not obsessive over something I get very lazy. I tried not to organize as much over the summer and I ended up with B's in both my classes. I am already starting to fall into the pattern of "B student" behavior this semester so tonight I spent 37 minutes writing out my schedule for the next 8 weeks. I sometimes do more, sometimes less. I taped it next to my desk on the wall just like I have done the past year or so since I started going back to school. This really gives me a sense of control, and I feel much calmer looking at the bigger picture than trying to figure out what I have to do tonight. I can look and see what is coming up and what I should focus on more. I do this so I don't forget anything and at the last minute think, "Oh Shit!" I have a doctors appointment or what not. This type of organization isn't for everyone, but if you feel you are struggling try it. Not being organized is what made me such a horrible student in high school.

An old friend from middle school/freshman year high school, told me my posts were motivating today (the ones on my personal account). I can't even begin to explain how happy and filled with love and pride I get when people tell me something like this. It is my biggest dream to inspire, motivate, educate, and help anyone and everyone I can. This probably sounds cheesy I realize, but it makes me so happy to help people. I try to help people I just CAN'T STAND in my classes too because everyone deserves help. I think I get this trait from my parents. As long as I can remember my parents were always trying to help other people. They both have at some point told me a story about giving to others. My mom said we should try to help others who are down, because others helped us so so much when we were living in a homeless shelter (I do not remember much of this, just moving A LOT afterwards and living in a trailer for awhile). My dad also told me once he gave money to an obvious drug addict, who was begging for money and offering up some illegal things in return. He told her to get away but gave her some money first. His friend asked why if she was just going to buy drugs and he said he couldn't handle it if tomorrow she was dead in a dumpster somewhere trying to get money from someone dangerous. I really hope I inspire people, and in turn they inspire others. Everyone who merely TRIES is an inspiration to me.