A Case of the Mean Reds

I suppose my entries have been entirely too peppy for far too long. What a week this has been...and we're only halfway through. I had a pack of vending machine cookies for breakfast and a pack of vending machine crackers for lunch. I hate junk food. I hate eating junk food. ::gags:: We're supposed to have free pizza at work tonight, but I'm sitting here eating green beans for my sanity. That reminds me...One of the good spots of this week was having dinner with the girls last night. I cooked chicken, green beans, sweet potato souffle, and corn casserole. Mmm. Mom and Dad had given me some apples from Ellijay, so I used them to bake an apple-pineapple crisp for dessert. It was a lot of fun just to relax for a couple of hours. I need breaks like that to keep me moving, but with every pause, I'm so afraid of falling behind. The end of the week is only two days away. I'm looking to the end and nowhere else. By that point, I will have two days of vegetation before it all starts again. For anyone who is wondering at the melodrama that is currently unfolding, one word might explain it all: MIDTERMS. Yup. Here were are at the midpoint of yet another semester. I have an advisory meeting next week to figure out exactly what I need to do to get out of here by next Fall. Hoorah.

Whew! Glad to get that out. Other than being incredibly stressed (and com'on, who isn't as of late?), I'm doing pretty well. I keep meaning to update more often. I have so many interesting (at least to me) things to talk about. I see, hear, think, and feel so much during the day, but by the time I get around to writing, my former thoughts elude me. Unrelated shift: The entire music building (referring to the people within the building...not the actual building itself) seemed to be in a quirky mood today. Despite cramming for tests, there was a constant hum of voices and laughter from all corners. Some raged over study guides until the last second, while others endured the count down with a "devil-may-care" frivolity. There was more of everything going on in the lounge, and every display of emotion seemed heightened.

Okay, kids. I'm off to work. Have a wonderful evening.