be careful what you wish for...
Well, despite the fact that I spent all week hoping that this very day would not be Mountain Day, I also spent all week planning for today to be Mountain Day, and therefore, when the bells did not ring, everything fell apart. Due to planning events, I have done neither of the following: 1, homework. 2, sleep.
I also slept through my first two classes, mainly due to the fact that my alarm clock lost two hours last night. It went off at ten rather than eight. Perhaps I should get batteries. I am certain that my tai chi instructor is displeased. But then, the only class I care about on MWF is my Mary class. And I managed to make it to that class, not only clean and dressed, but also with an abstract for my project. For some reason, one out of three seems like something to be proud of right now.
Please please do not tell me suicide season is a month early this year. I do not think I can deal with that yet. I have GOT to get myself a lightbox, or something.
I have seven boxes of caramel in my room.
I am having trouble maintaining multipartiality. It isn't that I take sides. It is more that I get so frustrated with listening to people's problems with each other, and I can't figure out WHAT help I can be, except one more person to take anger out on. And when I have done NOTHING to elicit that anger, all I want to do is strike back. Does anyone have any way to help me with this, in mediation settings or just trying to make two friends quit fighting with each other?
I seem to have forgotten to buy advil. Not so good.
If I do not go home SOON, I believe my head is going to explode. I miss Mommy.
I cannot figure out how people around us, do not pick up on the fact that Liz and Chris and I are sisters.
At least I have clean clothes. And juice. I love juice. And I appreciate Carrot Ears, who comes with me to get juice. Yay Carrot Ears!
I also slept through my first two classes, mainly due to the fact that my alarm clock lost two hours last night. It went off at ten rather than eight. Perhaps I should get batteries. I am certain that my tai chi instructor is displeased. But then, the only class I care about on MWF is my Mary class. And I managed to make it to that class, not only clean and dressed, but also with an abstract for my project. For some reason, one out of three seems like something to be proud of right now.
Please please do not tell me suicide season is a month early this year. I do not think I can deal with that yet. I have GOT to get myself a lightbox, or something.
I have seven boxes of caramel in my room.
I am having trouble maintaining multipartiality. It isn't that I take sides. It is more that I get so frustrated with listening to people's problems with each other, and I can't figure out WHAT help I can be, except one more person to take anger out on. And when I have done NOTHING to elicit that anger, all I want to do is strike back. Does anyone have any way to help me with this, in mediation settings or just trying to make two friends quit fighting with each other?
I seem to have forgotten to buy advil. Not so good.
If I do not go home SOON, I believe my head is going to explode. I miss Mommy.
I cannot figure out how people around us, do not pick up on the fact that Liz and Chris and I are sisters.
At least I have clean clothes. And juice. I love juice. And I appreciate Carrot Ears, who comes with me to get juice. Yay Carrot Ears!