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2004-01-21 - 5:14 p.m. Stressed out, really bloody stressed out. So, I am losing my mind. That’s not really news, but I am feeling real anxious about the next few weeks. Not about the wedding, just all the shite leading up to it; from incomplete dresses (to be power made this weekend as my mom has pneumonia and I can’t go there to work on ‘em for fear of catching it), to my ring that is too small (sent back to be resized: ‘call us on the 1st feb. we’ll see if it’s done then. If not we will ask for a rush” Hello?? Leaving Montreal on the 5th for Ottawa, wedding on the 7th. Can we be a bit more specific?), to about a hundred other things that need to be done before then. On top of it all I still get bits of flack for obviously doing everything wrong (fuck off already, this is OUR wedding and we’ll do it the way WE want). Work has gotten nuts on me, I received a new computer and have been charged with its set-up and the transferring of everything from the old one to the new one. I wonder why not 1 single programme I have installed has worked to capacity as of yet? I HATE doing this, I know literally dick-squat about computers in general and even less about Pcs. I have never in my life set up any ‘puter. Even my baby was set up by my bro. So, it’s been 1 frustration after another, so far everything has gone wrong and I will never do this again as long as I live. Never. I will also NEVER try a career in computers. I hate the bastards!! School work has been piling up faster than I can go through it and it looks like this will be my lousy semester. There is no way I’ll manage the grades I have been pulling in previous semesters. I’ll be happy to get straight Bs (if I can). I already have a proposal due next week for a paper that I haven’t the slightest clue how to go about writing, I have only read about 15 out of the 70 or so pages we’ve been required to read. I also have a critique to write for the 3rd. And so on. You get the picture. Sigh. I feel so out of control. I don’t even know how to bring it all together again. Not only that, but everyone just expects me to be SuperWoman and still manage to get all As in school, do really well at school, get this wedding all organized (thank every single god out there that Geekslut has been so involved in the process of organizing) and do all the extra stuff like somehow get gigs for the boy’s band. Oy. Has cloning been invented yet? I could really use some help here… I have an appointment tonight that has me all nerved out and cranky and another appointment tomorrow that has me scared stiff. Someone stop the world, I want to get off…
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