This Day Is Like Whoa

Feb 19, 2005 00:22


This whole week I've felt like this zombie just walking between the library and res, and still feeling like I've done no work in the end.  I feel incredibly tired, but really motivated at the same time.  For the first time this week, I've decided to start reading for my paper in Soc that's due next week.  I feel really rusty with my writing skills, so I'm petrified to start writing.  It also doesn't help when I e-mail my prof and he tells me information about what I should be doing, but as a reminder that "it is very late to do this now however" (in reference to me starting my paper now).  I think I kinda already knew that and I don't need a poorly written e-mail to tell me that.  Anyways, I feel like I can do this bitch now, so that's taken care of.

I'm still unsure about what I should be doing for living arrangements next year.  I could live off campus (and there I start to question myself if I would be a good housemate, or if I could cope with the travelling distance between campus and the place) or I could live on campus again (and could I really do another year at St. Mike's res, even though I would be going to either Sorbara or Elmsley?).  It's driving me crazy thinking about it, and I see both pros and cons either place.  If I stay in res, a lot of the people this year (e.g. Anne, Kate and Sarah -> those are the ones that are for SURE leaving), won't be there.  I don't want to feel isolated in my room away from the people that I absolutely love and adore.  And if I also move out I don't want to get stir crazy and feel so isolated from campus and the outside world and end up hating the people that I live with or end up killing someone.  I don't know what to do.  The girls already know what they're doing and I don't know if I should hop on the house list with them, or go to overpriced res.  AGH.

I wish that choices could be a whole lot easier.  Someone just needs to make up my mind for these things.  Honestly, when I picked which universities I was applying for in grade 12, I needed Cathy and my mom to sit down with me and talk it out rationally because I couldn't make up my mind.  Even worse I didn't know what program I even wanted to apply for.  Everything is based on picking between one thing or the other and it's driving me crazy.  It's like picking between ice cream and cake - they're both good... Why can't you have them both?!?!

Speaking of cake and ice cream and all things nice, I could really go for some brownie right about... NOW. 
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