Time for my yearly update...
I never write in this thing. I don't know why. I pretty much only keep this thing to read people's journals who are "friends only". Yeah I'm terrible like that.
Anyway....the most horrid semester of my life is almost over. Which means, I still have a ton of shit to do before it's doen. Which means, my anxiety is through the roof. Pile on the stress at work and I'm surprised I haven't had a stroke, heart attack, or ulcer yet. My anxiety seems to be getting worse though. Like to the point where I really should see my doctor about it...but I really don't feel like it. Cuz the thought of squeezing in a doctor's appointment somewhere just adds fuel to my already anxious self.
In happy news im going to New York City Dec 16-20 with 2 of my best friends to visit Lisa. I'm incredibly excited about that, yet I'm pretty much broke. You cannot be broke and go to NYC.
Anyway....the most horrid semester of my life is almost over. Which means, I still have a ton of shit to do before it's doen. Which means, my anxiety is through the roof. Pile on the stress at work and I'm surprised I haven't had a stroke, heart attack, or ulcer yet. My anxiety seems to be getting worse though. Like to the point where I really should see my doctor about it...but I really don't feel like it. Cuz the thought of squeezing in a doctor's appointment somewhere just adds fuel to my already anxious self.
In happy news im going to New York City Dec 16-20 with 2 of my best friends to visit Lisa. I'm incredibly excited about that, yet I'm pretty much broke. You cannot be broke and go to NYC.