I don't really care
I feel like venting. I don't know why, I just do. I can't think of anything I want to vent about. I guess I'm just stressed. I keep finding myself stress eating. I need to develop a low-stress schedule so that I can get my weight under control. The problem is: I thrive on stress. It may sound crazy, but I love it. Being able to say "sorry, I can't, I'm busy." and having it be the truth is really fun, And having places I need to be and things I need to do feels great. This semester I got in over my head though. I am behind in all of my classes. I think I'll be able to pull it all off though. If I give up all my vices for the next few weeks I should be able to get through the end of the semester no problem. I have a major essay due tomorrow and I haven't even started it. I will probably turn it in next week. I'm cutting all my classes this week for the play. One of my classes is a musical theatre production class. This week mon & tue we're doing practice and wed, thur & fri we're performing. Apart from the musical I also got involved with student government, and I am supposed to be campaigning for next year as well. I need to learn to say no, but maybe I really wanted to join again. I really do like being busy, just not so much I don't feel in control of it anymore. Right now I feel like I'm losing control. The classes that I'm in because I enjoy them, I can't seem to find the time to do the work for. The class that I'm in because I need to take, I can't find the motivation to do the work. Essentially I've caused myself to become very behind in all my classes, and, unless I think about the potential long term effects, I don't care.