This week has just been something else. I had a test on Monday. I've got a paper due tomorrow that took me forever to write because the words just wouldn't come out. My website is due on Monday. This website - lordy. It's stressing me out big time. This determines whether or not I pass this class. This class determines whether I graduate without having to take another writing course next semester. At this point, to register for a writing class would mean I have to show up in the teacher's office in tears to get permission to register for said course. So, yeah. It's kinda a big deal. And I don't like how big of a deal it is. Especially since there are no guidelines whatsoever for the thing. That just makes it worse. Am I doing too much? Am I not doing enough? I don't know.
There's some other things going on that are slowly adding to my stress too. I'm worried about people I care about. Some of 'em are going through a tough time and I'm just worried. Hopefully, things will get better. Hopefully.
I'm just slowly losing my mind. I need to get away from school, from the apartment, from everything. I'm glad I'm going to Atlanta this weekend. Even if I don't get to go to the concert with James tomorrow night, I'll get to see my family, and I'll get to get out of Tuscaloosa for a weekend.
LOVE.
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