De-Stressing
I am so frustrated. As the end of the quarter starts, I look around my seemingly unkept apartment and wonder how much higher my stress levels could possibly rise. I have a 10-page paper due next Thursday which seems like a long way off but I'm rather worried about it. I have a 'C' in my theatre class due to the week vacation in Utah, so I have to do well on this paper to bring my grade up (preferably to an 'A'). I haven't been giving the same kind of time to that class as I have to my English class either and I'm sure that isn't helping any. I guess really that is my only school stressor, but it's a big one right now. I'll be so glad on next Thursday when I turn it in and it's gone. I always feel better after I turn in big assignments, even if I don't feel like I've done well on it because at least it is over and there is nothing more I can do about it.
So what really drives me nuts is my apartment. I'm trying really hard to keep it clean, but Danielle not only doesn't clean AT ALL but continually adds to the mess by leaving her crap all over the place every single day, even after I put it away. All she has to do is work, but she's been spending so much time with this loser guy she's interested in that apparently she has no time to be a responsible and considerate roommate. What is odd is that this kind of behavior is so out of character for her. She was always the responsible one before she left on Quarter at Sea; now she's this big slob who hardly remembers to pay the power bill (which she is responsible for), let alone put in any extra effort around the apartment. I guess that I miss having her around too. I'm glad she's going out and has all these new friends, but I feel very left-behind. I HATE when people just forget about old friends when they find new ones. *Sigh* She's leaving for Tahoe for a few days so hopefully I'll have time to really clean up and then have a good talk with her about doing her share of the work around here. We'll see.
Jamie moved in this weekend and it is the strangest thing. Usually when I see her we spend a lot of time together because I'm just visiting, but now she lives here and I'm trying not to be overbearing but I don't feel like I'm doing a very good job. I just worry about her and how her roommates are going to be and how school will be and her driving (holy geez) and so on. I'm getting to be as bad as my mother. Youch. I feel so bad for my parents; they looked so heartbroken today and I remembered when I moved here and how hard it was on everyone and that now it's happening again. Really sad day.
I'm hoping some reading will help catch me up as far as schoolwork a little and take my mind off everything, even if it is for school. 'Til the next pre-breakdown...
So what really drives me nuts is my apartment. I'm trying really hard to keep it clean, but Danielle not only doesn't clean AT ALL but continually adds to the mess by leaving her crap all over the place every single day, even after I put it away. All she has to do is work, but she's been spending so much time with this loser guy she's interested in that apparently she has no time to be a responsible and considerate roommate. What is odd is that this kind of behavior is so out of character for her. She was always the responsible one before she left on Quarter at Sea; now she's this big slob who hardly remembers to pay the power bill (which she is responsible for), let alone put in any extra effort around the apartment. I guess that I miss having her around too. I'm glad she's going out and has all these new friends, but I feel very left-behind. I HATE when people just forget about old friends when they find new ones. *Sigh* She's leaving for Tahoe for a few days so hopefully I'll have time to really clean up and then have a good talk with her about doing her share of the work around here. We'll see.
Jamie moved in this weekend and it is the strangest thing. Usually when I see her we spend a lot of time together because I'm just visiting, but now she lives here and I'm trying not to be overbearing but I don't feel like I'm doing a very good job. I just worry about her and how her roommates are going to be and how school will be and her driving (holy geez) and so on. I'm getting to be as bad as my mother. Youch. I feel so bad for my parents; they looked so heartbroken today and I remembered when I moved here and how hard it was on everyone and that now it's happening again. Really sad day.
I'm hoping some reading will help catch me up as far as schoolwork a little and take my mind off everything, even if it is for school. 'Til the next pre-breakdown...