So I actually graduated from the university... I've spent more than 20 years in educational institutions, and now I'm like: What is the world really like on the outside? I mean, the real world? Despite spending most of my life preparing for a career, I still have absolutely no clue whatsoever as to what I want to do career wise.
So I went crazy and have decided to pursue an MFA - Master's degree of Fine Arts, because, why not?
I'm already working, pretty much every day, and I've had some amazing adventures since the commencement ceremony. It is not until today though, that I am finally starting to realize that I actually did graduate, and that I'm not a complete and total failure in life.
My very talented and soon-to-be world famous singer and violinist friend Ada Pasternak surprised me with a live performance of her hit song Perfectly Imperfect. Magical. Thank you so much Ada! Check her out on YouTube and Spotify.
It's been so cold and grey in L.A. the past few weeks, and I simply won't have it. So my husband is taking me to Palm Springs (where we got engaged) for a couple nights this weekend. It's 110 degrees there right now, which is just perfect for a desert get away. I mean, the only plans we have are to have vodka martinis by the pool, sucking up that sun, and recharging our batteries before we head back to the city. Yay, much needed fun time with my hubby!
I've become the (back) cover girl for the CSUN Journalism Department. I was ambushed and did not know of the photo shoot until it happened, still, that does not excuse the dreadful photograph. I guess being two feet taller than the average American doesn't work in my favor when the photographer kneels down to shoot me. But I guess I should feel honored.
I have exactly one week left of school, meaning final exams and term papers due every single day.
The stress can be excruciating. Yesterday, I was so stressed that my anxiety flared up to new and extreme levels, giving me the dreadful side effect of nausea and vomiting. On my way to school, I had to pull over to the side of the road and vomit.
My doctor has told me that nausea and vomiting is not an unusual side effect of severe anxiety, but I just wish there was a pause button for the anxiety, especially during finals week. I know I'll be able to do the work necessary to graduate, but the amount of stress I am under is almost unprecedented. I mean, how am I supposed to travel the 20 miles to school and stay there for an entire day, remaining focused and being productive, while the anxiety beast is trying to knock me down every step of the way?
In order to stay somewhat sane during this horrible finals season, we redecorated the house, and I planted a whole new vegetable garden. I planted all kinds of tomatoes, tomatillos, eggplant, all kinds of sweet and hot peppers (including purple bell peppers - whoa), all kinds of herbs, and of course plenty of gorgeous flowers, and catnip for the babies.
All the plants are thriving, and we actually went to Home Depot TWICE because we just couldn't get enough of it. Home Depot is addictive.
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Over the years I've developed many effective coping mechanisms, which are very helpful right now, even though it seems like nothing can take my anxiety away.
My husband is my rock. My brand new organic vegetable garden is my safe space. My kittens are my children. And of course it doesn't hurt to have a glass of champagne and a Xanax to calm my nerves.
I am taking a double (200%) course load this semester, but still... I think the CSU, and CSUN in particular, needs to reevaluate their academic strategies, and how much work they put on the students. Most of the students at the school have a full time job while taking a full course load, and many, I believe 25%, are actually homeless, and even more students report going hungry and not having enough money to buy food.
I am fortunate enough to not lack anything material. Thank God. But I can't help thinking of my fellow students who are facing poverty, hunger, and homelessness, while studying and working full time, and then dealing with final exams, just to get a degree that they hope might help them land a job that pays more than $15 an hour.
Come on already, let's make life a little easier for everybody. Everything doesn't have to be blood and sweat and tears.
As students we need unity, love, support, comfort, and security. Remember, we are the future.
Yass, I'm seriously doing a post like dis.
And maaan, that fake tanning session yesterday sure made me look fresh.
And little Miss Bunny did not want me to write this morning... I seriously had to bribe her with catnip and kitty candy to convince her to give up my computer as her little throne.
After getting high on catnip and stuffing herself with candy, she jumped right back up on her throne. Seems as though she didn't really care at all...
Happy Saturday, y'all!
I just came home from taking my husband to his hair salon in Beverly Hills.
I wrote almost 12,000 words for various semester projects yesterday, in addition to shooting a documentary about the Women's Resource & Research Center at CSUN earlier in the day.
So, to celebrate actually being on track, and not freaking out over too much work left in these last two weeks of college, I have popped open the Veuve, gave myself a one hour spa treatment with a fabulous fake tan, and now I'm just sitting here writing, while listening to my favorite music. Gays just gotta have fun!
A lovely heatwave is blasting its tanning rays all over Los Angeles right now, so my husband is taking me to Malibu on Sunday for a little champagne and vegan sushi picnic on the beach.
I am the luckiest husband in the world!
I can't believe I'm actually graduating from college in two weeks from today!
It's actually ridiculous how time has just flown by all this time. When I started college 3 1/2 years ago, I would've never thought that I would be graduating one semester early. Crazy cool.
But graduating comes with its own little side of confusion. What am I supposed to do now? How in the world am I gonna be able to do the ridiculous amount of homework and exams I have left?
Obviously I'm quite stressed, but that's not exactly new to me. I've done it before, and I'll do it again.
My parents are flying in from Norway to see me at the commencement ceremony. Then we're going on a roadtrip to San Francisco for a week, which I'm looking very much forward to.
Now, back to studying...
Aaaaaaaaand: SHE'S BACK!
I'm Lars, born and raised in Norway, living the dream in California.