*twitch* So much to dooo. I have a group project/report/presentation to work on over the weekend due Tuesday; project due Monday for art (have to repaint a few swatches, then glue allll the swatches down); copy over notes for all classes (minus art because meh); deplete my checking account for school registration and for rent (I have $1500 in savings ;_;); call a place about an apartment … *pokes fingers together* I dunno how to go about that really, I mean, what do I say?; I also have to start working on my art journal (four weeks left? ahhhh!); and I should finish the assignment for 452…
I just find it so hard to keep it all straight and not get overwhelmed. I keep writing this stuff all over the place. First this notebook that I write to-do lists in, then Livejournal, now here.
I’ve finally discovered this quarter that my “stress-less” life motto really means nothing. I stress very easily and don’t know how to handle it and I’m just nervous/anxious/twitchy all the time.
I can’t even write this entry in a nice straightforward manner. My mind just keeps jumping everywhere, mostly to “It’s past ten and you’re supposed to be in bed at 9 and omigosh you’re screwing up againnn you don’t have time to be doing this!”
Oh yeah, dishes need to be done. (Just heard C moving dishes around on the counter. :x)
I … want to … work on … my … websites! o_o But there’s no time!! Maybe I should stop going home on the weekends. But … I don’t know. I don’t really have an excuse. It’s like I overstress while I’m here and don’t really keep up with all the work, then I go home and don’t think about school at all, even if I’m trying to play catchup. (Going to school near home would have been the worst idea ever, I never do anything; I’m glad I went away to school.) I just love home.
But, um, there’s really no point to me saying that in this post … I guess I’m just writing random thoughts that I’ve had but didn’t really write about. Again, no time! Since Saturday I’ve thought about writing about one: Mitsuwa trip (fun!); two: sakura mochi (yucky, I could taste the pink, and the wood :o ); and three: interactions I’ve had with people (although that’ll go in my lj, not here).
Meh. Must get off computer!