Panic

I dressed up today. I looked skinny and hip and spring-y. I wore a skirt and sandals (which nearly goes against my code of dressing when it's only 65 degrees out). I even wore a necklace, and no leotard all day.

The rest of my life is in shambles. I'm spending about 4 hours in the exercise science lab every night this week getting the data for my independant study project. I haven't even really started the paper part yet, and the semester is over in 3 weeks. My migraine paper due date was pushed back, but that means that I've completely put it off and now have nothing to show for all the "research" I've supposedly been doing. I'm taking the class pass/fail, so people are recommending that I not do the paper at all, but it looks like I'm going to not study at all for the test I've got this Friday, and so need some sort of grade on the paper to get a passing grade. Apathy is wonderful, eh? Especially when mixed with physical, emotional, and time-management stress.

My knee hurts. Really bad. My ballet teacher recommends intensive physical therapy to over-work my whole system this summer and fix all my weak spots so I'm in tip-top condition for starting a career in NY. That sounds great, except for paying for a PT all summer and finding time amidst the 3 jobs I'm getting to actually go to therapy. I'm really tempted, though, cause my knee really hurts.

Speaking of jobs, I got a call back from Family Video (I applied for like 6 jobs this weekend). Great, a call-back. Except that I have a college education. Can you say over-qualified? It would probably be great, but I'd rather work someplace like Starbucks or the post office where they will at least give me insurance in trade for menial work. Anything is better than the factory, though.

Happy thoughts: spring is here. I'm not getting fatter even though I have zero time to work out. I have a great guy who loves me, and is coming to graduation. I get to get out of here in 3 weeks. Is it over yet?