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Showing posts with label Sleep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sleep. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

This doesn't even get a title- I'm too apathetic to think of one (almost typed "to care" which would be redundant). I feel so miserable... the stress is getting to me and I don't feel like I'm responding to it very well. GAH!!!!!!! I JUST WANT TO SLEEP AND PLAY MY VIOLIN!!!!!!!!!!!! and have a gajillion lessons a week... because I sound great then and feel like I can take on the world. The power of positive thinking... quite possibly ran away. Go figure.

I should be doing french homework. I should be taking notes for that damn essay. You know, the french one. But I'm not... I'm too out of sorts.

Can I just cry? Please? Thanks...

Maybe I should listen to Meisters music before I sleep.

Edit: I'm close to throwing things. This is not good...

I hate this. I'm miserable and letting it show. It shows in m body language, my work habits, speech, and worst of all, in my violin playing. Clarfication: I'm not miserable because I'm in college or because I think it's too hard. I'm miserable because I'm not handling my stress as well as I should be.

I just want to sleep...

Monday, October 26, 2009

Focus

No, this is not a deep posting by any means. This is simply my challenge tonight. And for now, I'm giving up. For one thing, it is much too difficult to try to do french homework you barely understand anyway in your sunglasses because your glasses broke. Yes, dear friends, I'm going retro. Old glasses! Glasses breakage and how? Back cracking. That simple. And yes, I was standing. These sunglasses don't fit well against my head. As a result, they further distract me.

Screw it, I'm sleeping. Very early, for me. But really, I'm too on edge to do anything else and I'm so tired (no nap today).

So much to do... I don't have this evening to waste. Gah, I'm going to end up driving myself to exhaustion by Friday. "Zombie Catie" will once again be present in her Friday classes.

Fml.

No, really, fml.