We're always behind on something cause there's not enough time
The only way I can thnk of to describe this past week is “ug”. I guess that would describe the past two weeks, but I wanted to pretend to have something positive to say.
I guess it all started when I talked to Chris (something that I’ll write about separately some time this weekend). That made me think about a lot of things from when he and I were together. I just got angrier and angrier about how he treated me, and that feeling stayed with me for a while.
Then I started to feel overwhelmed by my schoolwork. It feels like the professors think that you’re only taking their class that semester. I’m so far behind in the reading for my Classical Sociological Theory class, but that’s okay since it’s a pretty quick read. In History of American Education, I have a presentation due on Thursday that I haven’t started. I think it only has to be 5 minutes, so I’ll probably end up making a powerpoint presentation. In Child Development I’m pretty well caught up, which is a miracle. Then again I read the chapter in class as opposed to following the lecture. Research in Perception is going to kill me I think. It’s way more biologically based than I thought it would be, and since I’m bad in bio, it’s going to be tough to keep up. Plus, I have papers to start researching if I want to give myself enough time to turn in quality work. I really shouldn’t procrastinate anymore.
Then I started worrying about having money for the rest of the semester. It’s hard trying to find a job that would give me time to do my schoolwork and see my boyfriend. [Yes, I realize that wanting to spend time with my boyfriend is a stupid reason to not work. I don’t care.] I guess I’ll just hoard my loan refund check (I won’t get it until the end of February, but it’ll be around $2700) until the summer and pray that I find something then.
Then Wednesday night, I convinced myself that I gained weight and that’s why I now have (what I think are) stretch marks on my stomach. This might be the most depressing thought ever. I’ve been the same weight since I was in high school and I’m not used to being anything other than that. I feel like I’ve been eating more than usual, but I had my period this week. The hormones made me do it! That’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it. :D I weighed myself on my home scale and got the same weight I always do. I’m starting to think the scale is on the fritz though. I’ll have to convince Ferris that he wants to spend money on one this weekend. I really don’t know what I’ll do if my metabolism is slowing down.
I’m so used to eating what I want when I want that I don’t know if I would be able to change that. Maybe it’ll finally convince me to eat better and take better care of myself.
I know that there are people who have a lot more going on than I do, but this is a lot for me to handle. I hope I’ll feel better soon...the whole Chris thing pissed me off/depressed me more than I care to admit. But like I said, that’ll be coming up in a later entry. I just hate how one comment from him can take me to a place that I don’t want to be again.
I guess it all started when I talked to Chris (something that I’ll write about separately some time this weekend). That made me think about a lot of things from when he and I were together. I just got angrier and angrier about how he treated me, and that feeling stayed with me for a while.
Then I started to feel overwhelmed by my schoolwork. It feels like the professors think that you’re only taking their class that semester. I’m so far behind in the reading for my Classical Sociological Theory class, but that’s okay since it’s a pretty quick read. In History of American Education, I have a presentation due on Thursday that I haven’t started. I think it only has to be 5 minutes, so I’ll probably end up making a powerpoint presentation. In Child Development I’m pretty well caught up, which is a miracle. Then again I read the chapter in class as opposed to following the lecture. Research in Perception is going to kill me I think. It’s way more biologically based than I thought it would be, and since I’m bad in bio, it’s going to be tough to keep up. Plus, I have papers to start researching if I want to give myself enough time to turn in quality work. I really shouldn’t procrastinate anymore.
Then I started worrying about having money for the rest of the semester. It’s hard trying to find a job that would give me time to do my schoolwork and see my boyfriend. [Yes, I realize that wanting to spend time with my boyfriend is a stupid reason to not work. I don’t care.] I guess I’ll just hoard my loan refund check (I won’t get it until the end of February, but it’ll be around $2700) until the summer and pray that I find something then.
Then Wednesday night, I convinced myself that I gained weight and that’s why I now have (what I think are) stretch marks on my stomach. This might be the most depressing thought ever. I’ve been the same weight since I was in high school and I’m not used to being anything other than that. I feel like I’ve been eating more than usual, but I had my period this week. The hormones made me do it! That’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it. :D I weighed myself on my home scale and got the same weight I always do. I’m starting to think the scale is on the fritz though. I’ll have to convince Ferris that he wants to spend money on one this weekend. I really don’t know what I’ll do if my metabolism is slowing down.
I’m so used to eating what I want when I want that I don’t know if I would be able to change that. Maybe it’ll finally convince me to eat better and take better care of myself.
I know that there are people who have a lot more going on than I do, but this is a lot for me to handle. I hope I’ll feel better soon...the whole Chris thing pissed me off/depressed me more than I care to admit. But like I said, that’ll be coming up in a later entry. I just hate how one comment from him can take me to a place that I don’t want to be again.