I really don't like stress. Or when people misspell my name, which occurs often because of its uniqueness. But mostly stress is what's bugging me currently: I have an English quiz tomorrow, a Biology test, 2 paragraphs about Telemachus's qualitative journey throughout the beginning of The Odyssey due tomorrow, and who knows what else. I'm probably forgetting something. But I'm literally freaking out now because I don't feel like I'm doing my best in school and my parents are not paying $17,000 a year just for me to procrastinate, which happens when I stress out, causing more stress. And, I don't get home from school until around 5:15, even though school ends at 3:45. So when I do get home, I have to get my homework knocked out, eat dinner, shower, go to bed, and wake up at 5:45 the next morning. IT'S MADNESS! I'm sorry if I sound like a whiny, bratty kid: "Oh, I get to go to one of the most wonderful academies in the nation and yet my life is sooooo tragic." but please excuse me as I am mainly using this post to vent today.
Love from your faithful blogger and (girl)friend,
Meridith
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