Thursday's Class

Last Thursday I did not attend class because my cat is missing (and still is). I spent the day running around town looking for him - checking the humane society as well. I think I am going to make posters and post them around my street and maybe someone has seen him. It's possible someone could have taken him. I wonder what goes through people's minds when they take other people's animals from them. If you've seen him, let me know. :)

Spring Break

I forgot to post my blog last week, so I decided to do one this week letting everyone know how my Spring Break was going. I am enjoying the sunny weather in Keene. I have been working a lot, catching up on a ton of homework, and cleaning. Spring Break has been very productive and successful, and I am ready to finish up my last semester at Keene State College. :)

Anger

Thursday in class, we discussed briefly anger, and how many people get upset and take things personally when they shouldn't be taken personally. For instance, a person is driving in the rotary and they completely cut you off and almost cause an accident. You may get really mad, and flip the person off, but it's really not anything directed toward you as an individual. I often get road rage and if I get cut off, I take it very personally and tailgate the person for awhile. One thing I need to work on is being a little more laid back behind the wheel instead of being so aggressive.

Last Week

I was on vacation all week and was unable to write in my blog until now. I will post two entries this week to make up for it, if this works out. In class on Tuesday, we discussed early childhood developmental disorders. When I was young, I never had a real issue with bed wetting, feeding or toileting. When I was a baby, my mom said that I slept through the night on most occasions. It was not until I a little older (around 5 or 6) that I started having this irrational thoughts that made it so I could not sleep. I would lay down at 8 or 9:00, and never be able to get to bed until 2 or 3am. I could not sleep, ever. I was unable to keep my eyes closed without something over them in my bed. I thought that someone would stab me in the eye. After awhile, not having a pillow or my arm over my eyes stopped working, and I had to keep my eyes open at night until finally I didn't even realize I was drifting and fell asleep that way. I don't remember how old I was when I grew out of this. I also had OCD when I was a kid, not being able to step on cracks, and feeling like everything needed to be "even". (i.e. - walking on each foot until it felt right, chewing on both sides of my mouth until I could swallow until it felt right, etc.) I grew out of all this sometime in elementary school, but not too sure when.