No wonder they're so damn sore.
Seriously, the stress is getting to me. Last night I went out on a date and had a great time, and when I got home and went to bed instead of thinking about the date, or the Rugrats episode I watched while I was getting ready for bed (I always watch cartoons when I'm locking down the apartment for the night and brushing my teeth and that sort of thing): no, I was thinking about my job and the SAAs and how stressed I was and how ridiculous this whole situation is.
I can't wait to go to South Africa. For three whole weeks I'll be relaxing, having fun with my family and my friends, seeing old places and new places and eating lots of wonderful food. And that's probably going to be the bulk of my "vacation", I'll probably be working like crazy the rest of the summer.
I worked a lot today, spent hours in lab waiting for Lipo to show and he never did. I'll just have to talk to him in class tomorrow.
Okay, I guess I should get back to work. Ugh. Maybe I'll go to bed early tonight with a book...sometimes I gotta push work back a bit and remember that if I don't take care of my mental health I'll end up in a very soft room for a very long time.
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