I had no clue this semester was going to be so tough. I officially feel like a junior. These past three days have literally been the most stressful ones of my entire life. I'm pretty awesome when it comes to procrastination, and it's starting to catch up to me. At LEAST one paper (if not three) due every week, group projects, research, assignments, readings, quizzes...AHHHH
It hit me today that I will graduate next year. Where the heck am I headed with my life? I'm just a twenty-year-old advertising and psych double major who still acts like a kid sometimes and can't stop drinking Mountain Dew (Hellllllo, future diabetes!). How am I supposed to figure out what to actually do with my life???!
Obviously, I am in desperate need of some sleep. I'm just getting all worked up about how stressed out I am. (Ha....getting stressed about being...stressed. Ironic.) I just wasn't prepared to have everything thrown at my face in the first full week of school.
On another (completely random) note, I need to stop judging people after first glance. We're all guilty of this; it's such a simple thing to do. A girl has blue hair....What. The. Hell. Why does she have blue hair. She must be emo. She's def emo. A guy is wearing a v-neck, skinny jeans, and vans...He's totes gay. We need to stop doing stuff like this.
Today, a lady came into the store I work at and had an exchange. She was loud and kind-of obnoxious and kept asking me a gazillion questions even though I was clearly busy and had important things to do. She asked to try on like fifty bajillion things and then none of them fit, of course, and by the end of it, I just couldn't wait for her to leave. When she finally decided to check out, I wasn't my usual friendly, cheerful, I'm-gonna-be-nice-to-you-but-secretly-only-because-I-have-to self. I was a little cold, honestly. As I was ringing up her clothes, she started talking about how her house had caught on fire and she was having to buy some new clothes because most of them were destroyed. She talked about how she and her kids were staying with her mother and she was just thankful they were all okay. I felt like a huge piece of crap. I told her I was so sorry, but also happy they were all alright and she thanked me, paid for her stuff, and left.
Life is short. We're too blessed to be stressed. That incident got to me today. I need to slow down and calm down. I need to stop overanalyzing everything and start being thankful for everything, because you never know when it'll be taken away.
Peace and Love, ya'll.
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