Apr 18, 2006 07:50
Had an NHS meeting today since I am Terribly Irresponsible and haven't been at lots of meetings and they wanted to sort things out. And I mostly meant to go in and tell them to terminate my membership if they wanted to, since it won't have much effect on my life besides not having the little NHS star beside my name in the graduation program, but somehow I ended up trying to explain why I've missed meetings and around the time I got to all the crazy medical stuff I burst into tears, and now I feel stupid because Ms. Vidlock looked likely to panic. It was this horrible moment of "Ohgod, I made her cry" and I tried to explain that it hadn't anything to do with her, I was just-- well, half mad, given the show (which isn't in good shape, despite the relative lackofstress at last night's Tech) and the stupid effing blood tests not coming back with any real results yet, and being tired, and-- yeah. Basically, I still might just not be in NHS anymore, but she asked me to write a letter explaining the circumstances (probably because I was rather incoherant) and we'll see how things go.
. . . Yeah, I think I'm going to go back to sleep now. This already looks like a very silly day, but I think it won't be a bad one, in the end. Rest and cleaning and rehearsal and RENT with Holly, and the same tomorrow (er. Minus RENT.) I've also been invited to tea, but I think I won't go-- the rest is more important.
This is just not an emotionally stable year for me. But the funny thing is, it hasn't been at all a bad one, so-- yes. Around noon, when I wake up again, I suspect I shall feel very well indeed.
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