Trapt with a capital S
"Please help me cause I'm breaking down, this picture's frozen and I can't get out..."
Stress: Situations That Really Entertain Stupid Shit
I made that up myself. Why? Because I'm stressed damn it. That's why.
Do I drop Target and work a little more at Red Lobster. Do I push through the semester with both jobs and full time course load. Do I drop Target in February to go back to Busch Gardens part-part time and do more at Red Lobster then, taking 12 credit hours in the Spring as well. Or do I drop everything and pass out. Oh wait, I did that for four hours this afternoon...
Do I study now or later. Do I clean out my car and wash it today or Tuesday. Do I reorganize my room Tuesday or Wednesday or next week. Do I even clean up my room at all. Will my room ever be clean again. Will I stop treating my car like a piece of shit, when it is an expensive thing I work my ass off for. Do I do all my laundry or hope my mother does it. When am I going to clean that damn aquarium. Damn algae growth. Will I save enough money for everything I need. It feels like I have no money. Once I get my minor car damage fixed, I'll be less stressed about money.
Am I really up for taking a trip to Michigan this summer. That is not cheap. Sounds fun, but hard. Would I go alone or with a friend. Fly or drive. Where would I go and what would I do. Who would I go spend time with. Would I even get to see Ashley or Amanda.
Okay I lost 6 lbs. I need to lose 20. How am I going to do that when I'm so tired from working. This can't be healthy. Stress isn't healthy... not this much. My neck hurts. I have a constant stress headache.
Why does my friend from highschool take such an interest in my life now, even though she is so far away. Why didn't she do that more in highschool. What has she realized since then. She's too understanding. There's a catch. What is the catch. There has to be a catch. There's always a catch. She listens to me. Why.
My kitten is sitting in front of me on the desk. He was staring at my turtle, like a contest. The turtle won. I picked my cat out of many from the SPCA. Actually, two new kittens had just arrived. I ran and got first look at him. I convinced my parents to take him home. I chose him. I named him... Toby. He is my kitten... well, very young cat... but not a kitten anymore.
Do I want a boyfriend. Do I want a girlfriend. Do I have time for one. Would I even find one. I miss Rebecca.
I made a small scale computer generated advertisement for the Target Visa Cards for my Target. They better appreciate this. They irritate me, yet I do well there and I'm driven by something... but I don't know what.
I hate the microphone at Red Lobster. Whenever a server calls the bread low or down, I either yell something stupid at them or stare at them. I'd like to yell "DOWN BRAINS you dumb f' don't you think I know my bread is gone!" but I just go into the freezer and scream "I WORK WITH A BUNCH OF STUPID F'CKS!" I hope the freezer is sound proof.
I'm tired. I have to work 9-3 Target and 4:30-9ish Red Lobster. Yay... for... me... I must go take my medication now.
Stress: Situations That Really Entertain Stupid Shit
I made that up myself. Why? Because I'm stressed damn it. That's why.
Do I drop Target and work a little more at Red Lobster. Do I push through the semester with both jobs and full time course load. Do I drop Target in February to go back to Busch Gardens part-part time and do more at Red Lobster then, taking 12 credit hours in the Spring as well. Or do I drop everything and pass out. Oh wait, I did that for four hours this afternoon...
Do I study now or later. Do I clean out my car and wash it today or Tuesday. Do I reorganize my room Tuesday or Wednesday or next week. Do I even clean up my room at all. Will my room ever be clean again. Will I stop treating my car like a piece of shit, when it is an expensive thing I work my ass off for. Do I do all my laundry or hope my mother does it. When am I going to clean that damn aquarium. Damn algae growth. Will I save enough money for everything I need. It feels like I have no money. Once I get my minor car damage fixed, I'll be less stressed about money.
Am I really up for taking a trip to Michigan this summer. That is not cheap. Sounds fun, but hard. Would I go alone or with a friend. Fly or drive. Where would I go and what would I do. Who would I go spend time with. Would I even get to see Ashley or Amanda.
Okay I lost 6 lbs. I need to lose 20. How am I going to do that when I'm so tired from working. This can't be healthy. Stress isn't healthy... not this much. My neck hurts. I have a constant stress headache.
Why does my friend from highschool take such an interest in my life now, even though she is so far away. Why didn't she do that more in highschool. What has she realized since then. She's too understanding. There's a catch. What is the catch. There has to be a catch. There's always a catch. She listens to me. Why.
My kitten is sitting in front of me on the desk. He was staring at my turtle, like a contest. The turtle won. I picked my cat out of many from the SPCA. Actually, two new kittens had just arrived. I ran and got first look at him. I convinced my parents to take him home. I chose him. I named him... Toby. He is my kitten... well, very young cat... but not a kitten anymore.
Do I want a boyfriend. Do I want a girlfriend. Do I have time for one. Would I even find one. I miss Rebecca.
I made a small scale computer generated advertisement for the Target Visa Cards for my Target. They better appreciate this. They irritate me, yet I do well there and I'm driven by something... but I don't know what.
I hate the microphone at Red Lobster. Whenever a server calls the bread low or down, I either yell something stupid at them or stare at them. I'd like to yell "DOWN BRAINS you dumb f' don't you think I know my bread is gone!" but I just go into the freezer and scream "I WORK WITH A BUNCH OF STUPID F'CKS!" I hope the freezer is sound proof.
I'm tired. I have to work 9-3 Target and 4:30-9ish Red Lobster. Yay... for... me... I must go take my medication now.