Tag: stress

7 Ways This Gal Deals With Stress

Brianna

We all deal with it. It’s part of our everyday lives. It’s part of our humanity. It’s how we’re wired.

Bad things happen. We get stressed. Simple as that.

There’s really no way around it. There are some people out there who say, “Oh, I’ve learned how to not get stressed when things go wrong.” And you know what I say back?

“You’re lying.”

I don’t care who you are–if you’re not getting stressed (even just a little) ever in your life, then you’re not human. The trick isn’t not getting stressed. That’s impossible. The trick is learning how to effectively deal will stress. Continue reading “7 Ways This Gal Deals With Stress” →

Be Still

Brianna

So if you’ve spoken with me sometime within the past two weeks, you know why I haven’t put up a blog post in a while. To put it simply, I had no time (like, really). With homework, real work, papers, presentations and that rare gift to college students called “a good night’s sleep,” blogging has taken a back seat.

But I’m back. As of two hours ago as I’m writing this sentence, I finished the three big projects that all happened to be due on the same day (note, I’m rolling my eyes right now) and over which I was stressing out immensely. So now–after having scurried around campus like a crazy person searching for a printer that was working so I could print my papers before class started–I’m free as a bird….until Monday. Continue reading “Be Still” →

Even when they don’t have your soup.

Brianna

I will start off by telling you that my inspiration for writing this post is the fact that I currently cannot breathe through my nose, I have been sneezing non-stop for the past four days, and at one point, I used at least 75 tissues within a five hour period. Glamorous, right?

No. Not at all. I feel like I could take flight at any moment due to the top half of my head feeling like a balloon.

But, here I am–trying to fight through the discomfort and fatigue and write about the good of all of this.

Huh, the good. Riiight. Continue reading “Even when they don’t have your soup.” →