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Life Ruiner
Feb. 5th, 2012 04:52 pmSchool. School is a life ruiner.
I'm doing my second thesis this semester (and don't get me started on the ridiculousness of having to do two), and I'm stretched so thin trying to figure out my defense and then balance that with my flute recital, then balanced with the three other major classes I'm taking and all the small performance credits. My hair is falling out, and this time, I know it's not from medication. FML.
I love my friends, though. These last four years have given me some of the best friends of my life, and no matter how much we snipe at each other after living out of each others' pockets for too long, I wouldn't change them for the world.
I am obviously way too sentimental at the moment.
Fibro's good, depression's good, meds are driving me crazy because they make me swing between no sex drive (the norm) and being a wanton slut. Well, not so much, but to me it feels like it.
I'm doing my second thesis this semester (and don't get me started on the ridiculousness of having to do two), and I'm stretched so thin trying to figure out my defense and then balance that with my flute recital, then balanced with the three other major classes I'm taking and all the small performance credits. My hair is falling out, and this time, I know it's not from medication. FML.
I love my friends, though. These last four years have given me some of the best friends of my life, and no matter how much we snipe at each other after living out of each others' pockets for too long, I wouldn't change them for the world.
I am obviously way too sentimental at the moment.
Fibro's good, depression's good, meds are driving me crazy because they make me swing between no sex drive (the norm) and being a wanton slut. Well, not so much, but to me it feels like it.
