So...

I feel  a little bit better about life now. I finished one of my papers out of three. I did it all tonight and I'm going to get 10 percent extra credit on it for turning it in early. Not like I need it with a 103 percent, but still. It's nice to have something done. Makes me feel a bit ahead of the game... Now I just have my Brit Lit research paper and my Geology essay....Ew. But that knocks one thing off of my list. Plus I worked on my scholarship thank you letters a bit as well.

I need all the tranquility I can get since I almost gave myself a heart attack today. I made a to-do list, which usually helps sort out the tasks I have to complete, but instead it made me panic. I freaked out that I wouldn't get anything done and had this urge all day to just go home and get started on everything because I was so overwhelmed and scared. I was fidgety and unable to concentrate and I remember sitting in Spanish class ready to break, scraping my hand up against the desk to relieve the tension. Of course I only remembered this at the end of the day when I saw how scratched up my hand was. No idea why I did that or why at the time I didn't realize what I was doing...

All I know is that I need to take a deep breath. I just really hate how much is piled on in the last three weeks of school when all I want is to graduate and move on.

Oh well...take it one day at a time. That's what I gotta tell myself, I guess.