Fall 2011: Bring It On

Well well well, if it isn't time for another blog post? I suppose it is. Now that just about everything is taken care of and the dust from the chaos of this first week has begun to settle, I feel that I can actually post something of note. Okay, we all know that isn't true, but that's not what you're reading this blog for.
This semester has had a different start to it than all my other semesters. The main reason is not because it started on a Monday, but because I had to add every class I'm taking except for two. On top of that, I ended up not getting one class I was going for, couldn't get my backup class, so I had to go and search around in the ether until I found one. I'm the type of guy that never drops/adds classes after the semester's begun. Once I find what classes I want/can add, I stick with those throughout the semester. I don't class-hop like James Bond hopping alligator backs; I like more stability.
So this semester will consist of the following classes: Human Anatomy and Physiology II with the accompanying lab, English 201, Exercise Physiology (imagine that, they have a class named after my major! It was meant to be), University Band, and a course called FA100 (FA= Fine Arts). And that's the way it's going to be.
The problem here is just focusing on everything that I have to do for this semester. Of course it's this way at the beginning of every semester. Once I get into the rhythm of my classes and other responsibilities, then it's easier to groove on through with class work and the like; much like a new dance. That doesn't stop me from slacking off though. That is usually one of the biggest things I have to deal with up here. This semester will probably be no different.
To be honest, this semester has more potential to be very disappointing and disheartening than the other ones. Of course, it also has lots of potential for the other side of that spectrum as well. Have you ever had the feeling that the near future had something big coming and you could only pray that it was something good? That's a feeling I have for this semester, and although I try to remain positive and hopeful for the future, it hasn't started out very promising. One can only look up, though, for in looking down is where we defeat ourselves.
I've been (somewhat) recently made aware of a band called Gotye ("Gor-ti-yeah"). It's really a one-man kind of band and he sings a song called "Learnalilgivinanlovin" (learn a little giving and loving). It starts out with the line, "If you're always trying to get to the top, you don't get to the bottom of nothin'." Those are somewhat wise words. I've found that you can still find yourself at the bottom of something, but not for very long. That will be my aim for this semester (and, if it takes, life). There's a quote that I found on the bottom of a projector hanging from a ceiling in a classroom just last night that talks about looking up instead of side-to-side. Basically, as we focus our gaze upward, our goals become "loftier" and we have incentive to strive and push ourselves to the limit to reach such goals, thus growing and making ourselves better "disciples of Diety." I wish I could remember the quote in it's exactness and who said it. Hopefully I remember in a week when I find myself in the same room.
Anyway, this semester has promise, for good or bad, just like any period of life. I aim for the stars, and here goes nothing.