This weekend there's a choir trip to Halifax and I don't think I've ever needed something bad. Choir trips are possibly the best things, as they include the majority of my favorite people and tend to have lots moments that later make noteworthy stories.
The last week has been so busy. I've buzzed from one thing to another a great deal, filling in the cracks with homework and the occasional bout of sleep and food. I've also resorting to collapsing in a state of exhaustion when I have a few minutes that allow me to do so.
I also have this thing at work where as soon as I clock in, I have a perpetually cheerful facade. It's exhausting but necessary to appease my ever watchful superiors who really just take themselves too damn seriously. That said, I manage to do things to piss them off, though I'm never quite sure because they're also masters of the perpetually cheerful facade. When I get out of acedemics, I feel like I have so much potential to fail in "the real world" that people keep passively mentioning. In both jobs I've ever had, I've been really good at pissing off my supervisors, which is probably one of the worst things I could ever do.
When I'm stressed and busy all the time my caffeine tolerance goes down. In the last few days, it's hit an all time low, from having an English paper for IB due today (but I'm not done yet because it's been the most painful paper to write of all time), a history presentation sometime in the next week, finishing a novel and doing a presentation about it, having choir things, and work (coincidentally at consistently inconvenient times). So basically, I'm wired, stressed and hating everything.
EVERYTHING IS TERRIBLE.
Except I bought seven bagels for $3 and that is very beautiful, though the apathetic cashier wasn't as enthused about the "Fill a bag for $3" bagel promotion as I was.
Love,
-J-
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