Hello again, internet
pandafoot105, stay away from this post, as there are honking great Buffy spoilers!
I know it's not the 25th of May yet, but this icon felt oddly right today.
*waves at internet* Hello friends! Dropping by to say hello. I'm stuck down a metaphorical well at the moment. I'm still employed (week eight out of a supposed "two or three"), which while reassuring to part of me regarding my plans to not go back to living with my parents at the end of MA is wreaking ever-loving havoc on the rest of my life.
I've been unbelievably stressed all week, and I hit the pinnacle at about half three this morning. I phoned headlesshedwig (she and I share a crying-down-the-phone habit) and we talked for forty-five minutes or so, at which point I felt calmer and went back to sleep. I've been in the library most of today trying to get started on my essay; one of the hardest things about suddenly working full time is (as I'm sure most of you have already figured out, but is still kind of new to me) that three weeks is suddenly six days, because you're working. It was fine last summer, when I wasn't at uni - great, even! - but right now it's immensely stressful. And it's the MPS show this week, and I was in a right frazzle due to not knowing my lines and not having my costume sorted (that's still the case, but I'm passing the buck now; I'll pick up the lines, and someone else will sort my costume), and having rehearsal or show everynight between tonight and next Saturday and not being able to make my charity shop shifts and missing out on Drama soc meetings and Sci Fi society and just generally not getting anything done.
I have a plan now, and it's a perfectly sensible one (that involves skipping a couple of rehearsals because the stress is not worth it); but I'm still all on edge. You know when your stomach does that horrible tense feeling? Bleurgh. It's mostly due to the stress - even though I know that at the end of this week I will still be alive and probably completely on top of my essay, part of me still thinks it's going to go wrong - and also due to some housemate arguments that I (very untactfully) have managed to entangle myself in. With that I think I'm just going to suck up to everyone to make sure I'm not in the middle, and then stay the heck out of the way; it's not a very friendly approach but to be honest I'm not going to get all knotted up just because other people want to be stressed AT ME instead of TO ME.
*coughs* Okay, so I didn't plan this to be a rant. Also I have a question. It involves liking a person. And when I say liking, I mean the words HUGE HONKING CRUSH would not be entirely amiss. However, this person is a friend. And they recently split up with someone who was long-term. And come June they won't be in the country for a year. If anyone has any thoughts on what to do about this, I'd love to hear them; I'm aware that mostly they might involve the words "just bloody tell them!", but that's okay. I'm still thinking.
And finally I was going to say where me and pandafoot105 are up to with Buffy; we're just over half-way through series four. Adam's turned up, Maggie's dead, and when this week of madness is over we'll be watching the Buffy/Faith bodyswap two-parter. XD I weirded her out because I knew what episode it was within two seconds, and stopped it because we didn't have time for two episodes tonight and I knew she wouldn't appreciate the cliffhanger. She's still trying to figure out how I could identify an episode from Buffy making a bed, mwahahahahaha.
I'm behind on Doctor Who, so nobody spoil me for yesterday's episode! But what did you all think of the first two? I rather like Clara, I must say. And I quite liked the second episode, though some people thought it was cheesy.
HK
I know it's not the 25th of May yet, but this icon felt oddly right today.
*waves at internet* Hello friends! Dropping by to say hello. I'm stuck down a metaphorical well at the moment. I'm still employed (week eight out of a supposed "two or three"), which while reassuring to part of me regarding my plans to not go back to living with my parents at the end of MA is wreaking ever-loving havoc on the rest of my life.
I've been unbelievably stressed all week, and I hit the pinnacle at about half three this morning. I phoned headlesshedwig (she and I share a crying-down-the-phone habit) and we talked for forty-five minutes or so, at which point I felt calmer and went back to sleep. I've been in the library most of today trying to get started on my essay; one of the hardest things about suddenly working full time is (as I'm sure most of you have already figured out, but is still kind of new to me) that three weeks is suddenly six days, because you're working. It was fine last summer, when I wasn't at uni - great, even! - but right now it's immensely stressful. And it's the MPS show this week, and I was in a right frazzle due to not knowing my lines and not having my costume sorted (that's still the case, but I'm passing the buck now; I'll pick up the lines, and someone else will sort my costume), and having rehearsal or show everynight between tonight and next Saturday and not being able to make my charity shop shifts and missing out on Drama soc meetings and Sci Fi society and just generally not getting anything done.
I have a plan now, and it's a perfectly sensible one (that involves skipping a couple of rehearsals because the stress is not worth it); but I'm still all on edge. You know when your stomach does that horrible tense feeling? Bleurgh. It's mostly due to the stress - even though I know that at the end of this week I will still be alive and probably completely on top of my essay, part of me still thinks it's going to go wrong - and also due to some housemate arguments that I (very untactfully) have managed to entangle myself in. With that I think I'm just going to suck up to everyone to make sure I'm not in the middle, and then stay the heck out of the way; it's not a very friendly approach but to be honest I'm not going to get all knotted up just because other people want to be stressed AT ME instead of TO ME.
*coughs* Okay, so I didn't plan this to be a rant. Also I have a question. It involves liking a person. And when I say liking, I mean the words HUGE HONKING CRUSH would not be entirely amiss. However, this person is a friend. And they recently split up with someone who was long-term. And come June they won't be in the country for a year. If anyone has any thoughts on what to do about this, I'd love to hear them; I'm aware that mostly they might involve the words "just bloody tell them!", but that's okay. I'm still thinking.
And finally I was going to say where me and pandafoot105 are up to with Buffy; we're just over half-way through series four. Adam's turned up, Maggie's dead, and when this week of madness is over we'll be watching the Buffy/Faith bodyswap two-parter. XD I weirded her out because I knew what episode it was within two seconds, and stopped it because we didn't have time for two episodes tonight and I knew she wouldn't appreciate the cliffhanger. She's still trying to figure out how I could identify an episode from Buffy making a bed, mwahahahahaha.
I'm behind on Doctor Who, so nobody spoil me for yesterday's episode! But what did you all think of the first two? I rather like Clara, I must say. And I quite liked the second episode, though some people thought it was cheesy.
HK