*flail*
Okay, that vacation in retrospect was not a good idea, as I am now panicked and freaking out about all the stuff going on this week that I don't feel ready for. I have a Speech test Tuesday morning (haven't read any of the text) and a callback that night; I have a Dance test and our "chance dance" (the one we made up) on Wednesday morning; and on Thursday I have to give a speech and then immediately go to Chamber Choir for our final. Allow me to point out that I have no idea what our Choir final is; presumably he will just pick a song, call up four to eight of us (depending on the song), and make us sing it. I am fine in a group, but I'm not great at holding my own on Alto I. (I spent years standing next to my mother in church, so I learned to hold the melody against her while she sang harmony. Now, I have to do the reverse.) Also, somewhere in this week we have a Choir rehearsal in the evening, and we have to clean the house for the relatives coming on Saturday. I have to finish my Christmas shopping, of which I have done precious little, and send off any pacages, letters, etc. that need to get to people in a timely manner.
I feel like throwing up, and I have a nearly pathological phobia of throwing up, so this should tell you how panicked I am, and my classes are not even that bloody difficult, or for that matter academic.
That fact that we ate out all weekend, and I don't eat much anyway as a general rule, is not making me feel any better.
If I had a little time to relax and read, it would improve things, but I feel like I have no time. Things will probably look better in the morning, but right now I'm really stressed and panicky and need to get this all out so that I can brush my teeth and go to sleep and actually sleep through the night, unlike the last two nights when I was sleeping on the world's worst bed in the world's coldest hotel room. I Think that may be one of the top ten longest sentences I have ever typed unintentionally.
So, in closing, if any of you get Christmas letters from me in January, refer back to this post and all will make sense.
I feel like throwing up, and I have a nearly pathological phobia of throwing up, so this should tell you how panicked I am, and my classes are not even that bloody difficult, or for that matter academic.
That fact that we ate out all weekend, and I don't eat much anyway as a general rule, is not making me feel any better.
If I had a little time to relax and read, it would improve things, but I feel like I have no time. Things will probably look better in the morning, but right now I'm really stressed and panicky and need to get this all out so that I can brush my teeth and go to sleep and actually sleep through the night, unlike the last two nights when I was sleeping on the world's worst bed in the world's coldest hotel room. I Think that may be one of the top ten longest sentences I have ever typed unintentionally.
So, in closing, if any of you get Christmas letters from me in January, refer back to this post and all will make sense.