I've been unintentionally listening to Into It. Over It.'s "Intersections" album.
I've been having weird chest pains the past couple days. Earlier, my mom dropped off some Vicks and an inhaler, but now she thinks its from anxiety. I don't have any other symptoms, I don't have asthma, but I have been under a lot of stress.
Its too early in the semester for me to be having physical manifestations of anxiety. But, between my part-time job, four classes, leading a committee, being a staff writer, planning an event for at least 200 people annnd I met with my advisor last week (wait was that on Tuesday?? Yeah it was, shit) who told me a bunch of shit that stressed me out. Trying to get into my major, study abroad, apply for an editorship at the paper, and living arrangements for next year are all interconnected and all things I need to be figuring out now, instead of, you know, later. Ugh. Life.
Next week, I have two meetings and the first SPJ meeting on top of my regular schedule, and goals to fit in Pilates and Yoga classes. Also a potential interview for a story.
No wonder I have no social life?
But Patrick's coming down for Valentine's Day and we have a whole date planned, including spending the night at a hotel.
I just need to make self-care and mental stability a priority. I need to find out how I de-stress from the college chaos.
This is basically going to be my bible: http://www.thefreedomexperiment.com/2011/10/28/55-gentle-ways-to-take-care-of-yourself-when-youre-busy-busy-busy/
Anyway, enough schedule-writing. I don't really get to talk about how busy I am, but its all I think about, you know?
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