Oh, Live Journal, how I've missed you...
I'm quite sure now that I'm on the short road to burn out. I have yet to have more than 5 minutes to myself the past week. Even the rare fun things I do are such a hassle since they just take away form the time I have to do the stuff I have to do. The worst part is that most of the stuff I'm doing is completely optional on my part. Full-time job...I certainly need the money now, but I'm so tired of working 10 hour shifts that either start at 7:30am or end at 10:30pm. Then there's school work pouring out my ass. I'm way behind on all of my homework, and I actually missed a quiz the other day. I can't make that up at all, and it seems like I'll never have the time or self-motivation to make up the homework, especially when I don't understand the majority of the work. Then of course there's the gym at least 3 times a week, and event hat isn't as much as I really need to go. Voice lessons aren't yet a hassle since they're only once a week, but my voice is almost shot from singing all the damn time...choir every sunday, three bell choirs, and the play of course. Perhaps now you see the cause of my exhaustion. The job I can't do much about, I wish I could have a no-stress job. Instead, I'm having to read new manuals and attend classes just so that my job can change titles, plus the pointless and draining personal drama at work that is so unnecessary. I have to find a wayt o catch up with school but every time I get a minute to do homework I'll find a way to do anything else. That sounds like the most pathetic problem, but its so daunting to do all this work with just yourself and a book. I'll never again take a class that has no teacher. Especially math...what the hell was I thinking? Someone teach me stats. Hopefully the rest of the stuff, which I do for fun, can stay fun instead of becoming a bigger hassle. I just want to go to sleep for 3 weeks, but I have a quiz today, then two tests a session with my trainer, a bell rehearsal and I have to find time to do my homework and then drive it to farking lawrenceville because my stats teacher is a bizatch...all tomorrow. GRRRRR! I could just keep ranting for so long...