Shortened account of poo
Tuesday, Apr. 02, 2002 11:44

I am super overwhelmed, and it is causing me to feel like absolute crap. I don't know what is wrong, what I'm doing, what I'm not doing, what I'm capable of doing, or blah. All of these new classes are kicking my ass ALREADY, just by promising to be a lot of work, and by stressing me out. How is that fair? How is it fair that they are not even giving me a chance to prove to myself that I can do it? And uey I'm still referring to them as if they are animate, and as if it is truly their faults. I just wish I could relax, buckle down, do the work and not give in to all of these social opportunities. I'm here to get an education.

Megan says "Work Hard, Play Hard." I can agree with that. But I need to at least get the required work done. I'm not there yet. And I haven't even gotten the Globe yet today. I will, I will. Or maybe I'll read it online. Because I'm running out of money.

Well, Beck just imed me. Beck is good. She allowed for me to have a happy thing to wake up to. She, using Lala's window markers, wrote on my door. I love things like that. That will stay there for a bit. But then, the mood darkened, because I went to Spanish and felt like an asshole. And I'm trying to figure out the way financial aid stuff works here at NU, and how Co-op fits in. I asked someone, but she didn't tell me much, so I need to find another resource.

Eh.