Much Ado about Anxiety

Anxiety: An uncomfortable emotional state associated with a perceived danger, feelings of powerlessness and prolonged tension in preparation for the expected danger.


Lately, I've been experiencing some form of general anxiety. I guess I shouldn’t be surprise, I experience this quite often. Some of it might be attribute to Finals, but it seems to run much deeper. It could be related to my "wrecked" romantic life, or lack of and troubled relationships with a certain close relative and/or friends.

Well, I know that I need a break from school and work, so a vacation and a little alcohol will be in order. Notice that I said, "a little". I won't be like on of my co-workers who returned from their beach vacation some months ago with a major hangover.


Yesterday, I booked a condo for me and the guys to stay at. It's an oceanfront, three bedroom with a kitchen, 3 bathrooms, a living room, and a two full balconies. It's apart of our annual end of the year ritual, me and a group of guys traverse to a nice place called Myrtle Beach, SC. We usually have a good time. Last year, though, was like an episode out of Real World on MTV. This is the story five guys living together in a condominium, who stop being nice, and start acting real. This is Real World: Myrtle Beach.

Last year, was so much fun, but it had its low points: Too personal, to discuss on this public medium. I hope that this year will be even great. I'm aiming for more good memories, more laughs, more male bonding, and more good times. Let's hope that nothing crazy happens. Like someone decides to drink a little more than necessary, or some random girl, who shows to make my life even more complicated than is. Something of those sort.

I find that peace and tranquility just by looking at the dynamic movement of the ocean waves. The way it "lashes” against the shoreline. The way it make me feel insignificant. It puts me in this awe-stricken trance. It's almost like looking a beautiful woman. The eyes are transfixed upon her eyes, her beauty. I hope my annual respite to the Beach will help me alleviate, to some small degree, the stress and general anxiety that seem to afflict my life.

In the meantime, I was thinking about writing an in-depth memoir of our stay. I'm not sure whether I will make it a blog entry or a personal entry for my personal journal, which only a few in the world population know about. Not that it's that important.

Well, I have one final exam to take next week and that's that for the Fall Semester. I really need to ace this one to make an "A" in the class, which I need in order to get my GPA above the 3.5 mark. That's my goal. Mission Impossible?? Could be with Dr. Carney making the exam so thorough. The exam is online, so if something freakiness happens say Y2k bug, I get an automatic zero. His excuse for not being to help students in the event that happens: " DO NOT WAIT UNTIL YOU GO TO TAKE THE TEST TO CHECK. i MAY NOT BE AVAILABLE. You never know, A smart, wealthy, ......, female may desire to wisk me away to a far off exotic place and I won't have internet access".

Anyway this weekend, I'm going to implement my academic campaign to ace my Music class exam , which I hope will be without too many distractions.