You know you're stressed when -
you justify doing your laundry as homework, so that it gets done somehow. You have to clean your room because you can't find your homework that you were postponing because you were doing your laundry, that you had to do so that you could have clean work shirts so that you could go to work, so that you could make money so you could stay in school, which is the reason you have the stupid homework in the first place. (which is why you're stressed.)
Today was a stupid day. No, I take that back, my mood was really stupid. I had one of the most horrible dreams I've ever had in my life (rated R) and when I woke up, I couldn't move, I was so tired. So I got a sick excuse for all day today, and slept in til 12. Which was nice, I admit. It always sucks though when you've actually DONE the homework for the stupid classes you're missing.
After waking up, however, my day seemed to get steadily worse. (Which, at this point, if you're still following, means that my mood stank pretty bad.) The church wants me to be Mary the mother of Jesus in the Christmas drama. Now, I am not the mother-of-Jesus type, usually. I think I've usually done something more along the lines of the sheepses. So I'm rather confused by all this. Then I went to the library and found out that someone's been checking out overdue books on my library card. Some weird books that I would never even use, so the librarian's trying to figure it out for me.
I went out for lunch with my mom on a random note, which is by far the highlight of everything's that's happened today. We went to this adorable cafe on my favorite street in Portland, in an old house with big glass pane windows. It was raining outside (duh) but it kindersorter felt like we were at the beach, or at least that we were living in a water bubble. The food and tea were amazing, but even better was my mom - wow. I really needed a dose of her reality. Not to mention her lovin' and listenin'.
Coming back to school, I wrote my article for the newspaper about Daniel Fender, which I suppose was productive. It was due, so I had to get it done, and for some reason when I'm doing somethin already due, it doesn't feel like I'm getting anything done.
And now I'm still doing laundry, in the hopes of finding all my homework, so that the world will stop bothering me and go away. Ha.
Today was a stupid day. No, I take that back, my mood was really stupid. I had one of the most horrible dreams I've ever had in my life (rated R) and when I woke up, I couldn't move, I was so tired. So I got a sick excuse for all day today, and slept in til 12. Which was nice, I admit. It always sucks though when you've actually DONE the homework for the stupid classes you're missing.
After waking up, however, my day seemed to get steadily worse. (Which, at this point, if you're still following, means that my mood stank pretty bad.) The church wants me to be Mary the mother of Jesus in the Christmas drama. Now, I am not the mother-of-Jesus type, usually. I think I've usually done something more along the lines of the sheepses. So I'm rather confused by all this. Then I went to the library and found out that someone's been checking out overdue books on my library card. Some weird books that I would never even use, so the librarian's trying to figure it out for me.
I went out for lunch with my mom on a random note, which is by far the highlight of everything's that's happened today. We went to this adorable cafe on my favorite street in Portland, in an old house with big glass pane windows. It was raining outside (duh) but it kindersorter felt like we were at the beach, or at least that we were living in a water bubble. The food and tea were amazing, but even better was my mom - wow. I really needed a dose of her reality. Not to mention her lovin' and listenin'.
Coming back to school, I wrote my article for the newspaper about Daniel Fender, which I suppose was productive. It was due, so I had to get it done, and for some reason when I'm doing somethin already due, it doesn't feel like I'm getting anything done.
And now I'm still doing laundry, in the hopes of finding all my homework, so that the world will stop bothering me and go away. Ha.