Stress Sucks
Life is stressful. Just living is stressful. When you get enough stress built up, all you feel like doing is sleeping all the time. I had a really nice break this past weekend. I stayed away from home, played in the snow, didn't have to go to school, didn't have to go to work. It was truly heaven. Now I've come back to hell. My schedule looks like the following: school, home (40 min.), work, home, school work, bed, school, home, work, home, school work, bed...and it just continues and continues. I am so tired of this. The most exciting thing is the fact that I have four essays due completed at the end of the week. I have finished my two world Lit. papers, I just have minor corrections on my TOK paper, but I haven't really started my extended essay at all. I have screwed myself over by using the word pro-cra-stin-a-tion (there you go Sammy). I have waited and now I see that I have a full schedule and I shouldn't have waited. I am pretty much screwed, and if I blow this then I will be screwed out of my diploma. I want my IB Diploma darnit. I want a stress free week. But then I won't wanna come back, hehe.
There is good news in my life. My mom is looking at a new car, so I will get her car. This is exciting because my car is a piece of crap and is dying day by day. It keeps getting worse, and we are just waiting for it to completely give out. Well, I guess I should get to work on my extended essay. Peace.
There is good news in my life. My mom is looking at a new car, so I will get her car. This is exciting because my car is a piece of crap and is dying day by day. It keeps getting worse, and we are just waiting for it to completely give out. Well, I guess I should get to work on my extended essay. Peace.