Busy as a Beaver

I have a million and one things to do right now. I should be reading for Shakespeare, reading for Early British Literature, reading for 19th Century American Literature, reading There Are No Children Here, and doing education homework that I'll probably forget to do on Tuesday. I need to write a paper for Shakespeare (the class, not the guy) and write my billion close readings, which suck.

Oh hi there.

I really have to apologize here because I haven't been writing that much lately. I have a ton of things I should be doing other than blogging, but what am I doing? Blogging of course. That's probably because I'm about to be at my wit's end here and I just need to get it all off my mind.

You know, I've been keeping a lot of stuff to myself lately and not writing it out. I feel like my friends almost expect me to write what I'm thinking and feeling more than I have been lately, but I just haven't had time to write.

But you know when I do write about things, I find myself in an interesting situation. This has actually happened to me all summer long and probably a lot last year.

How was Canada? Oh it was--

Yeah, I already read your blog.

Why do I say anything? Why do people ask me questions if they've already read it on my blog?

I feel like my friends, in this last week (and I'm probably most likely actually really wrong about this) in how I've been acting and feeling (let's not get into that right now or actually ever because it's really not something that needs to be discussed on my blog), have been looking to my blogs a lot more to see what I'm thinking and see if I'm writing anything about them.

The point still stands that I'm trying really hard not to post anything negative about my friends. If you're just a reader and don't really know who I'm talking about, then you really don't know who they are and what they are. I shouldn't be writing the negatives. Let's keep to the positives here.

I haven't been writing because I'm so busy. If I have too much to do tonight, then why am I writing? Because sometimes you just need to stop and write. Writing is my way of getting everything out there. It's my stress relief. It's how I chill and relax. It's something I haven't been able to do much of as of lately.

Though in some ways, it's probably a good thing that I haven't been writing a lot lately. I've been feeling quite crappy lately and you don't need to see the blogs that I write out of anger. Delete key anyone?

I hope in the coming weeks for things to slow down, but for now they're just so busy. My friends and I haven't even really been hanging out that much lately because we're all so busy. I see them at meal times and chapel and that's kinda about it right now. We did have an ice cream run last week though.

I think I'm ready for the semester to be over already. Is that wrong? We're entering our second full week and I'm already ready for it to be over. Ugh. Hopefully it gets a lot better because right now it's just not good at all.