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i was supposed to have a meeting w/ the ARC lady at 11:30 this morning. i proceeded to be running late and lock my keys in the house. i've also burnt my hand, forgotten stuff to do at work, and almost cried in front of the new neighbors (who aren't really that new, but this is only the second time i've talked/met them/her). today has been totally fucked. i am so stressed, but i don't feel stressed. when mom came back home to let me in, she was all like "what's wrong?!?!" let's see.... i'm mad b/c i've fucked things up again. i'm rushing around trying to please everyone else, and i can't even remember to grab my fucking purse off the bench as i walk out the door w/ work stuff, backpack, and chem homework. remembered allll that, can't remember the damn keys. this is the second time in....a week (?) that i've locked my keys somewhere and had to have mom bail me out. i hate the fact that i've become so obsessed w/ planning that i can't do anything right. i can't relax b/c i'm too fucking tired. i can't do homework b/c i'm running around like a chicken w/ my head cut off. i can't go to the mall b/c i have to be at the office. i can't break up w/ a guy b/c i'm leading a retreat for his kids in two weeks. i can't eat w/ my family b/c i'm not there. i can't do anything right... and it's only three weeks into semester...