Organic at 9 am today. . .
. . . and of course I can't sleep. . . oh well! I'm sitting here crying and typing, wondering why I just can't give up and walk away. It would be so much easier if I simply didn't care this much; if it didn't hurt to care this much. And once again I go back to the knowledge that the fact that I do care about so many people and so many things as much as I do is a big part of who I am. . . if I stopped, then I wouldn't be me anymore. . . and I don't think I'd like the person I would become.
I'm nervous/anxious about classes starting later today. . . I really only have one new class. . . two new profs, but only one new class. . . (That is if I ignore the stupid two weekend health/lifetime fitness class I've got to take!) There is something refreshing about the beginning of a new term. Once again we all get to start with blank slates. . . kind of a cool thought. . .
I know that I need to be the person I want to be and not the person that others wish I was, but sometimes I just hate so much to see others upset that I give in. . . and then I get made at myself for not being me. . .
I think this year my main goal is to be the person that I want to be. . . and not the one I think others wish I was. . . because it's the only way I'm going to be happy and not so freaking stressed out!!! =)
. . . and it is with these thoughts that I head to bed to get six or so hours of sleep before my first class of winter term. . . (Go Me!!!)
I'm nervous/anxious about classes starting later today. . . I really only have one new class. . . two new profs, but only one new class. . . (That is if I ignore the stupid two weekend health/lifetime fitness class I've got to take!) There is something refreshing about the beginning of a new term. Once again we all get to start with blank slates. . . kind of a cool thought. . .
I know that I need to be the person I want to be and not the person that others wish I was, but sometimes I just hate so much to see others upset that I give in. . . and then I get made at myself for not being me. . .
I think this year my main goal is to be the person that I want to be. . . and not the one I think others wish I was. . . because it's the only way I'm going to be happy and not so freaking stressed out!!! =)
. . . and it is with these thoughts that I head to bed to get six or so hours of sleep before my first class of winter term. . . (Go Me!!!)