Next I'll be a shrubbery on roller skates
You know you're a Bryn Mawr student when...
1. You have to make a schedule of your day factoring in every five minute period, so that you avoid wasting any time at all because that would mean HW DETH.
2. That schedule includes fifteen minutes between two evening commitments that you've blocked off to "sit and cry".
3. You sit down to breakfast and wonder if drug abuse would be a good method for keeping on top of your work (okay nobody call the counselor I decided not to go through with it yay!)
4. You look up and find yourself in a swirling mass of girl drama.
Yeah so basically I think I had resumed temporary status as a tree with legs when I made my schedule this year, because I was stupid and now I will never survive. Um yeah, I realize that didn't make sense but it was my train of thought: "what's a stupid thing? something that doesn't have a brain. What doesn't have a brain? a tree. I was like a tree. But I move and stuff! Okay a tree with legs."
Yeah.
I'm not going to do that entry where I list all the stuff I have on my plate, because nobody likes reading those entries and writing them is just an excuse to whine about your life. "But I have so much! Nobody could possibly understand!" Yeah, okay, everyone has stuff. It's not about how much stuff you have, it's about how you handle it.
So far my method has been "stop thinking about it. Just look at the flowers. focus on the floooweeerrss." And that has worked pretty well. However, I just realized that one of my jobs hasn't picked up yet--it's due to start sometime next week, and when it does I'll have an extra ten hours of work on my hands. I have been a very un-stressed person until like...this morning, actually, when it hit me in the face really hard.
I was eating pineapple for breakfast while making a list of all the stuff I have to get done today, do or die, and then I realized I was too nervous to eat.
This is kind of bad, guys.
I think I just need to get more sleep and more alone time. Therefore, to my dear friends: see you next semester, you guys are awesome! byes!
Just focus on the flowers.
1. You have to make a schedule of your day factoring in every five minute period, so that you avoid wasting any time at all because that would mean HW DETH.
2. That schedule includes fifteen minutes between two evening commitments that you've blocked off to "sit and cry".
3. You sit down to breakfast and wonder if drug abuse would be a good method for keeping on top of your work (okay nobody call the counselor I decided not to go through with it yay!)
4. You look up and find yourself in a swirling mass of girl drama.
Yeah so basically I think I had resumed temporary status as a tree with legs when I made my schedule this year, because I was stupid and now I will never survive. Um yeah, I realize that didn't make sense but it was my train of thought: "what's a stupid thing? something that doesn't have a brain. What doesn't have a brain? a tree. I was like a tree. But I move and stuff! Okay a tree with legs."
Yeah.
I'm not going to do that entry where I list all the stuff I have on my plate, because nobody likes reading those entries and writing them is just an excuse to whine about your life. "But I have so much! Nobody could possibly understand!" Yeah, okay, everyone has stuff. It's not about how much stuff you have, it's about how you handle it.
So far my method has been "stop thinking about it. Just look at the flowers. focus on the floooweeerrss." And that has worked pretty well. However, I just realized that one of my jobs hasn't picked up yet--it's due to start sometime next week, and when it does I'll have an extra ten hours of work on my hands. I have been a very un-stressed person until like...this morning, actually, when it hit me in the face really hard.
I was eating pineapple for breakfast while making a list of all the stuff I have to get done today, do or die, and then I realized I was too nervous to eat.
This is kind of bad, guys.
I think I just need to get more sleep and more alone time. Therefore, to my dear friends: see you next semester, you guys are awesome! byes!
Just focus on the flowers.