I actually started this post before the fire happened so, yeah
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Anyway - so, I got a lot done. Apparently being mentally ill is the thing that has finally made me into an adult. Monday I got off a 9hr shift and promptly went to my doctor to get my records, then over to Borders to wait until Best Buy opened at 10 to go buy my tv. Then I took my records to the Student Disability Resource Center and I got officially registered with them. This is an insanely good thing because it means that if i have a freak out or cant get out of bed or the Ativan makes me so hungover I cant think - I shoot an email to the SDRC and my teachers and I get accommodations and breathing room. Which I desperately need.
Then Tuesday I took an exam, talked to the teacher about the SDRC stuff, came home, crawled under my bed, took apart the plate on the wall so I could fix the cable, built shelves, put the new TV up, then organized the shelves. And then I crashed. Hard.
This burst of productivity is good. Except that it's not so good on all counts because it means I'm in crisis mode. The fire tonight exaggerated and its apparently one of my touchy spots is general chaos. *sighs* I'm going to burn out hard this weekend. I expect there will be much fic reading and not going outside-ing. But I can't deal with that now.
So in closing, considering I'm I just finished a 1000 word paper on the Aeneid for my Roman Way class and have an exam on Greco-Roman myth on Thursday, I will leave you with this. For it is adorbz.
Anyway - so, I got a lot done. Apparently being mentally ill is the thing that has finally made me into an adult. Monday I got off a 9hr shift and promptly went to my doctor to get my records, then over to Borders to wait until Best Buy opened at 10 to go buy my tv. Then I took my records to the Student Disability Resource Center and I got officially registered with them. This is an insanely good thing because it means that if i have a freak out or cant get out of bed or the Ativan makes me so hungover I cant think - I shoot an email to the SDRC and my teachers and I get accommodations and breathing room. Which I desperately need.
Then Tuesday I took an exam, talked to the teacher about the SDRC stuff, came home, crawled under my bed, took apart the plate on the wall so I could fix the cable, built shelves, put the new TV up, then organized the shelves. And then I crashed. Hard.
This burst of productivity is good. Except that it's not so good on all counts because it means I'm in crisis mode. The fire tonight exaggerated and its apparently one of my touchy spots is general chaos. *sighs* I'm going to burn out hard this weekend. I expect there will be much fic reading and not going outside-ing. But I can't deal with that now.
So in closing, considering I'm I just finished a 1000 word paper on the Aeneid for my Roman Way class and have an exam on Greco-Roman myth on Thursday, I will leave you with this. For it is adorbz.