End-of-semester stress.
It's a lovely little feeling that you get when you have so much work to do before finals. For me, it's reading several chapters out of two books, my U.S. History book and my Art Appreciation book.
Well, the history isn't that bad. It's the art that's getting to me. I still have six chapters to read and a final review to do before the exam next week. At least I got everything else done.
The reason I have so much to read is because I've been procrastinating . . . like right now. I should be reading history, but here I am, writing about what I should be doing instead of actually doing it. Oh well. Once I get this off of my mind, I should be able to read with no problems whatsoever . . . I just need a place where I can concentrate with no distractions, like the computer and my parents, who keep asking me favors while I'm trying to do my homework.
Anyway, there's something else I want to write about. I've been trying to deal with it the best I can, but it's really hard. I didn't want to take it to the forums because I know some people will complain about how I can't figure things out for myself. Probably. So there's this situation with these two guys, whom I absolutely love to death. Both of them. I can't decide between the two. They both know about each other, but what neither of them know is that I haven't really decided yet, and I'm sort of caught between them. I've known them both for over a year now, and I didn't realize how much I love them both until last month, when I got into an argument with one of them about his now ex-girlfriend. I'm calm now, but I'm still a little suspicious about her and I feel that she's not showing her whole personality to my friend. I don't know her personally, so I can't make any real judgement on her, but that's just how I feel about her.
Anyway, enough rambling from me. I'd better go and get my studying done before finals. See ya!
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