One hell of a week
I am seriously stressed. I had a paper and a midterm this past week (on the same day no less) plus I'm working on a presentation and another paper due this week. Wow, I love how professors pile on everything the last few weeks of classes. Fabulous.
This week has oddly been an emotional rollercoaster for me. I usually don't cry a WHOLE lot but this week the smallest stupid things have put me to tears. Shall I elaborate?
- I realize I have gained weight. I can deal with it. But not when I'm going to be a fucking Maid of Honor at my BFF's wedding. I'm going on a diet, stat. But what's sad is that when I tried on the dress in store, it wasn't 112% comfortable..and I wanted to try on 1 size larger but the sales associate said it fits, you don't need to. So, me being a push-over said, "Ok" ANYWAY now I'm paying the price because a) I've ripped it (small tear, totally fixable but still, in which I began to cry) and b) I can't breathe very well in it. I get dizzy. I have 5 weeks to loose 4-5 lbs. Doable? I fucking hope so.
- I had a dream a few nights ago where I was on what appeared to be a date. I was watching the date in 3rd person, but all I could see from my perspective was the back of the guy's head. I was laughing, appearing to have a great time when all of a sudden my face falls. Then, I can hear dialogue: "I think all we can ever be is friends." I woke up, started freaking out and I cried. God, what a baby. But I was freaking out because what if that's what guys think of me as? Just a friend? I'm going to be a spinster forever, I can feel it.
There's more, but I won't go into it. But yes, I cannot wait until this week is over. I can't wait until the semester is over.
In better news I went to watch Horton Hears A Who which was a really cute movie. I loved it. I want a bunny named Vlad who bakes cookies.