Friday, April 1, 2011
Day 118: Pink Stripes
I have totally messed up the days of my socks lately. I was pulling clothes out of my laundry hamper to do some washing and realized that there were two pairs of socks that I didn't even take pictures of, but totally wore. So...I owe you a couple days. I will wash those ones and wear them again. How did I make such a disaster of my photo-taking/blogging? I am normally one of the most organized people I know. I am usually on time. I am usually ahead on homework. I am usually consistent. I am usually over-organized. I just realized the irony of that statement, at this moment, because my iTunes is currently playing "Silver Bells"...in April. Seriously, I'm a mess.
I didn't sleep last night because I stayed up late talking and then tossed and turned until the wee hours of the morning. I missed water workout this morning because I couldn't possibly get my butt out of bed after only 4 hours of sleep. I know how much homework I have. I know how stressed I am because I'm wearing it on my face -- in the form of disgusting pimples. It's like my face decided to be 13 years old and go through puberty all over again. What is going on?! On top of that, my reflux esophagitis is back. That's a fancy word for saying that when I'm stressed, my stomach produces so much acid that it makes me want to vomit. Unfortunately, I never get the sweet release of the act of vomiting. I just feel nauseous. All day. The nausea is made worse by caffeine, which is unfortunate because on days like today I need that stuff just to keep my eyes open.
So to sum this up:
I'm nauseous. I'm breaking out like a 13 year old. I'm running on four hours of sleep. I have a midterm on Monday. A quiz on Tuesday. A group meeting on Tuesday. I'm cutting my hair off for cancer on Wednesday. I have a presentation and a paper due on Friday. Then the week after that, I have a final project due (worth 40% of my mark), two more papers due and then two exams after that.
I want to puke.