I mean, really?

This past wee has been one of stress and frustration. I had a friend tell me one tme that every time she saw me around campus I always looked super chill. What's wierd as the more I've gotten into this semester , the more people have said, 'you look exhausted'. And to tell you the truth, I am, mentally and physically and emotionally. Yes emotionally, I'll explain below.
But I also know that when things are not the way you would like them, you have to step back and see where they can be changed or altered in a way that fits back into your life. The physical part is easy. Iv'e been working so much that I just haven't had the energy to get into the gym, run around, surf etc. While I'm not in terrible condition, I'm not where I was as an athlete in undergrad. Mentally it's just school. I have to get my head wrapped around being a full-time student. It's hard to explain but when you realize that what you are doing you will be doing for the rest of your life, you go about your day differently. Most people go to school then to a job (maybe), then home, then to the gym, then maybe back to school for a night class. Not me, I go to school and that is my job. It's now getting to the point of acceptance and my mind is starting to come around to that. It's not such a bad thing, provided I have a window to look out of (currently I don't).

Now to the thesis of my post, in which I started out writing this and all that above, just came out.


Emotionally---In a nut-shell, I'm tired of people not doing the right thing. It all came to a head this week when several of my students use "questionable writing techniques" for their assignments. I was furious.... Another thing is that my former roommate skipped out on the power bill for his last month here (as of 9.28.10).....shocker. My current roommates move in and rack up a bill that was 39% higher than my highest bill all of last year, and then have the mindset that they should only pay have leaving me to pay for 1/6 of the two of them combined. In real world terms that is 75% of my round trip ticket to Central America next summer, combined over one years time. Also my roommates keys ended up in a drain down a parking lot (another post soon). They tried getting it out using a variety of techniques. One was going to the pool, getting the life guard's rescue pole, bending it into the shape they wanted and shoving it down the drain......guess what, didn't work. Well, instead of bending it back in shape and putting it back so that, God forbid, someone needed it in the pool area, they just left it there in the grass, along with other tools that they used that night.
Now Blog, I know you're not too big of a fan when I rant, but I have to tell someone, and you're so good at keeping things to yourself. But what my point is, is that these things are taking a toll on me. I don't know why. So blog if I seem a little agitated, it's because I'm stressed and annoyed. And everyone who reads my blog and sees me in real life, if I'm snappy it's because of my roommates. To my teachers, sometimes I will stare off into space and wonder why that ant on my desk can't walk in a straight line, it's because this is the only sleep I'm getting right now. To the people who yell at me while on my bike going to school, 1) leave me alone 2) don't hit me 3) I'm on a bike I'm not going to be going as fast as you 4) yes, your horn works 5) because I bike , you get that last parking spot 6) your Spanish is too fast for me 7) I'm not a Mormon 8) yes, your horn still works.

On a real note be patient with me now. Also, as I'm writing this my mind has shut off.That's why it concluded on a weak, ranting note. I'm sorry for any grammatical errors......I just don't care.