What broke my day: When professors assign books that are only sold at CERTAIN bookstores, and they never seem to overlap. I'm a college student, this does not mean that I have all the time in the world to run to Antarctica and back just to get your stupid books so that I can have assignments done by Thursday. I'm taking three lab classes, with 22 and a half hours in class every week, plus 10 hours of work, plus rushing, plus extra curricular's, plus writing and volunteering, plus the massive amounts of homework I'm receiving, I do not have time for these shenanigans. I have to go to four, yes four, different bookstores around campus to get the books I need. AND they don't tell you where to get them before classes start, so therefore you have absolutely no time to get them when your stress level is at a 2. Now my stress level is at a 9.8 and there is absolutely no way to bring it down. Well there is, but I'm going to need some chocolate and a hot masseuse named Alejandro for that. Sweet dear goodness, that plus I can't seem to get a grip on my love life has this woman breaking down...and out. I don't understand why professors can't just have all the books in one simple place, it seems like it's common sense, but noooooo, they just have to go and complicate things. When they say, "Social life, sleep, good grades: you can only choose two in college." they were not lying. Right now it's going to be sleep, because the career I'm going into requires me to actually talk to people. But since I have to go and trek to see the four wonders of the world and back in 80 minutes there is absolutely no way I will get anything done. Guess the grades are going buh-bye.
What made my day: That my best friend knows me sooo freaking well. Right before I started writing this I posted on facebook saying how stressed I was, and it was only the second day. I began writing the preceding passage, when I noticed that I had 3 notifications on facebook (because of course I have it on another tab, I'm in college, not dead). I took a short break to see what they were, and my best friend had posted on my wall. What she wrote completely made me feel better, maybe I don't need Alejandro (either kind...and if you don't understand this, don't worry about it) after all. She offered a skype date to relieve stress, but then she said my favorite word. I won't say what word it is because that is for another post, but in parentheses she put (You just smiled, didn't you? You're welcome.) The fact that she knows me well enough to know what makes me smile and is friend enough to rub it in my face instantly made the stress melt away, if only for a bit. Whenever she does something like that to remind me how much she really does know me, then I can chill out for a bit. We are soul mates (which is why we are married on facebook)n and if one of us had a penis, we would be married. But as not a single one of us does, we are perfectly happy with being best friends. I'm sitting here smiling, instead of having an intense feeling of stress upon myself, probably with a horrible look upon my face. Goodness gracious, she really did make my day, I had no idea what I was going to write about until just then. Thanks love!
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