SCREW THE PLAN

After falling short of my list yesterday I have decided to toss the plan out the window. It is time to simply go with the flow and stay true to the name of my blog. Enough said.

I think it is time for the Revolution of Sharon Elizabeth Zach. I feel like I have been stuck in a rut, a lazy, unmotivated rut, and I want out! I need a personal motivator. How cool would that be? To have someone whose one and only job in life was to make you want to get off your butt and be productive. To have someone who was constantly next to you, believing in you, encouraging you.

I am embarrassed to say that I actually do have a personal motivator. I can't see Him, but I can feel Him next to me constantly. I am ashamed to admit that I so often forget He is there encouraging me, believing in me, telling me I can do the impossible. Something about not being able to see Him makes it hard for me. It makes it hard having to remind myself daily He should be enough to get me going. I shouldn't need anything or anyone else.

This now makes me think of the idea of glorifying Him in all that I do. That should be enough match to light my fire, yet I find myself consumed in what the people that I actually see think. Whoa ho ho, it is time to stop before I get too carried away. Let's leave that topic for another day.

It's been real ;)

Two words:EPIC FAIL

I totally did like nothing on my list today! I feel worthless! Maybe I should start shortening my lists. I do have excuses for my failure though.

I could not for the life of me fall asleep last night until 4:04 in the morning! I went to bed around 11:30 and laid there until 12:00 blogging in my head. I was getting restless and tired of laying there so I started to watch a guilty pleasure of mine-Chuck. Season 3 just started a couple weeks ago and I finally got caught up last night. After watching Chuck and his team be amazing I was as wide awake as ever!

To make a long story short, I woke up exhausted and slept through my first class-first fail of the day. My second fail was when I came home from work. I immediately changed in to my running clothes and ran over to the clubhouse. Right as I was about to enter I noticed there was a fellow williamsburger running on one of the two treadmills. There is one thing you should know about my roommates and I; we do not like to work out when other people are in the workout room. It is extremely awkward, and I just cannot handle it. So I ran back into my apartment, wallowing in my embarrassment.

I am going to do better tomorrow right? Wish me luck!

Round 2

'Tomorrow' came much faster than expected; however, it did not come with any exciting ideas. I am still brainstorming, but in the meantime I'll pretend that this is my journal-my much needed journal. Ever since keeping a journal was required senior year in English, I have recognized the importance of it. Writing in a journal makes me actually think about my life. It makes me contemplate things and ask myself questions. When I actually do journal, I realize that I actually do have lots of thoughts going on in my usually empty head. It is easy to get carried away with one simply little train of thought.

So let's just cut to the chase-I am trying super duper hard to keep a routine. Every night before bed I get out my handy-dandy, daily planner and schedule out my "plans" for the following day. I am pretty sure I have yet to accomplished all I had planned, but maybe writing it on here will give me that little extra burst of motivation.

Here we go (for real this time):

Tomorrow is going to be a yucky day; well all days in which I wake up and have to go to school are yucky. My first class is at 8:30 AM! What was I thinking? Well I was thinking that I would eventually get used to waking up that early. Eventually needs to get here! I'm sure it doesn't help that I am too stubborn to go to bed early.

So I have to get up early and go to my two Spanish classes; which by the way I get so nervous in, and for no reason too! Well it feels like I have the best reason in the world when I'm sitting there in class, palms getting clammy, hoping I know the answer when I get called on. Something about speaking a different language really brings the self-consciousness out in me.

Anyways, after I get through both of those torture chambers I get to go sit through Chem 110. I do not like Science. I want to like it; I really do- it would make passing the class much easier, but I cannot stand it!! But I "must persevere" as dear Seth so often tells me.

Normally I get to go home and catch my breath after this exhausting day (yes this much school does exhaust me), but tomorrow I get to work from two to seven! If it weren't for the fact that I get paid I would be mad that I have to spend my entire afternoon at work, because I have so many things I still have to do! And now I don't get to start the list until seven!

After seven:
-Make a quick grocery stop at Hyvee
-Get gas
-Run (thank goodness today is only three miles!)
-Meet Alyssa and Jordan's bible study girlfriends
-Do my annoying back exercises my chiropractor insists on
-Fill out my job applications
-Watch my shows (I can't even remember all of them. Ask Alyssa. She always knows.)
-Read my Bible!!

Now you can see how I have never completed an entire list. I better jump in bed quick before I get too overwhelmed. I can't wait to tell you how it all goes down!

Nighty night:)

It's about time

I finally have a blog! I am not going to lie, I was very pessimistic about this whole blog thing. Who would want to read my nonsense? And what the heck am I supposed to talk about?! But my lovely roommates finally won me over. So, here we go.

Actually here we don't go. I am stumped on what to talk about; nonetheless, I am proud of myself for beginning this adventure. Let's end on that positive note.

See you tomorrow. Feel free to lend me any ideas. :)