I'm in this play at school. It's called "Working" which is an adaptation from the controversial novel by Studs Terkel. We rehearse about 20 hours a week, and that's a lot of time to spend with a small group of people. So you're either at eachothers throats near the end, or super close. We're superclose. Most people think Grace and I are gay. ( Read more... )

Stress has different effects on people. Some people flip out when that one too many thing happens. Others find stress to be an excellent motivator. I wish I were one of those people. I'm stressed. I've got classes, which isn't really so bad, by itself. Algebra sucks, but it's not hard. It would be easier, though, if I showed up. Geosci isn ( Read more... )

The more I go through this, the more sick of it I become. I've always said I hate people, and with every passing friendship I mean it more and more. I find people nothing but disappointing. I suppose it's silly to post and not say whats going on, but I'm sick of just relaying stories. I'm actually sick of a lot of things. I think it's this ( Read more... )

Did you ever wonder what the hell your doing? Most often, I'm walking around in a fog, and I never know quite where I am. I have no idea where I'm going or where I want to go. I panic. I freak out. And no one knows. Do I really hide it that well? Am I that talented that I'm having a nervous break down, but I seem calm cool and collected? I ( Read more... )

I'm getting so sick of dating. Why is it so stressful? Women are making a career out of deciphering codes and interpreting hidden meanings of gestures and phrasing. We run to our friends and give detailed accounts of the date, emphasizing tiny little details, because they MIGHT mean something. Women cannot take anything at face value. We had a ( Read more... )

It seems like I never know what I'm doing. I'm barely getting by. I think I'm a lot like Holden from Catcher in the Rye; managing, but no idea how. I quit my job, quit school, no boyfriend, fuck, no friends. I barely leave the house. Why bother? There's nothing worh participating in out there. I go to the doctor every two weeks, so he can ( Read more... )

It's the last week of the semester. I have a 50 point paper due today. Ok... make that had. I also had a whole week to do a 20 point extra credit paper on prejudice, and I didn't do it. It was so easy, why didn't I do it? I'm so stressed and getting depressed, I'm just shutting down. At least I know I'm getting better. Let's be all nerdy here ( Read more... )

I've been at work too long. Granted I've got about an hour to go, but my brain is about totally fried. I've noticed I start staring off and I really don't know how long I do it for, but usually Laura, my office mate, brings me back to reality. Today I've created a sea of green Pendaflex files, manila folders, those little clear tabs that you ( Read more... )

I'm having problems today. Health problems to be specific. It happens a lot to me. I get frequent yeast infections. I went a really long time with out any and these last two have been awful. I was talking with Dan I told him I had a yeast infection. So, that night he went to the movies with his friends, and he asked his friend Kari if she ( Read more... )

Yeah, so I'm at work now. I can't complain too much. It's a really great job. I work with the nicest people, I have the greatest boss, extremely flexible and understanding, plus this will look great on my resume. I just wish they'd give me more to do. Out of a seven hour day I usually do maybe a total of three or for hours of actual work. ( Read more... )