But it feels like you just might explode inside. You've been pacing around and waiting for some moment that might never arrive at all.

Remember that invisible workload? Well, I found it. It was pushing me down into the abyss the whole time, I just couldn't see it. Now that I do I'm going to use all my awesome high stress induced super powers and somehow..make everything work. Because I always do that. Because I have to. 

I have a book critique for an historical work/presentation of my awesome research due Tuesday. Four to five pages of my absolute least favorite type of busy work in the major. My game plan is to, hopefully, still have all my old book critiques somewhere on my fancy laptop and hopefully mimic them. Without having to read said book as fully and completely as I am normally used to. Since, I mean, a week to read and formulate a appropriate book critique is a bit short. Especially when the books you are using are super huge academic research books. Thanks to my excellent genius skills of scheduling classes there are only two critiques this semester instead of two for each class.

So yeah, I'm going to bust this out somehow. Before Friday. YES! Before Friday. Along with my case study for political science and my other class' research topic thesis. And I'm going to somehow read/study for my political science exam on Monday and master all of the vast political ideologies. So that my professor actually thinks I'm an intelligent human being. All before the weekend.

I just hope I can find the appropriate amount of distractions to cheer me up tonight. Because I feel like I already need the biggest hug. I walked in my apartment and suddenly wished I still had my old roommate around. Because my method for relieving stress would be to idly hide in the corner of the kitchen until my roommate arrived home and hug tackle her in the doorway. That seemed to always work. Now I can't do that. I'm afraid if I sit anywhere for long enough in my apartment alone I may actually start procrastinating...and that would be bad.

So I'm just going to pretend everything is due Friday.
And hope that I can find a good strategy for relieving my stress.
Help is always welcome on that front, I've never been good at figuring out how to chill out without someone to non-verbally bounce emotions off of.

But first I'm going to wash the scent of failure out of my hair and go downtown for some coffee or food. Because after being in class for 5 hours straight I want to drink so much coffee.