No Parker Pics for today or yesterday. Will catch up on them as soon as I can.
This week has already started out crummy. I hate the news editor with a passion right now. I'm angry, upset, frustrated, everything. I'm tired of already being taken advantage of. I've got 18 units, 6 classes, two term papers, three speeches, tests, and a full work schedule. I cannot drop everything to do stuff Adrian can take care of on his own. Argh. I'm so dissatisfied and unhappy. But I also know I need to suck it up a bit and keep going. 105 is required for graduation and the degree, therefore I have to take it. I won't give up, but yet, it's so hard.
A brief due tomorrow at 3, an article due Thursday at 3, and another article due Sunday at 3. And I work Thursday night, Saturday 1-5, and Sunday 8-3. But I can switch out on Sunday if I need to. Ugh. I pray I won't need to.
I'm tired of my stomach hurting because of the stress. I hate this.
Must. Suck. It.Up. Seriously. I will never succeed in the professional world if I can't deal with it, right? *g*
The mom is back from MN. I'm glad. She got me another shot glass, and a MN newspaper to look at.
Went to work for my schedule and to buy four new body sprays. I am such a BBW whore. LOL! (I love the Clay, I do. I steal his terminology, dang it. Him and his stupid shoes.)
Anyway. I'm going to bed in a bit. I can't think anymore.
This week has already started out crummy. I hate the news editor with a passion right now. I'm angry, upset, frustrated, everything. I'm tired of already being taken advantage of. I've got 18 units, 6 classes, two term papers, three speeches, tests, and a full work schedule. I cannot drop everything to do stuff Adrian can take care of on his own. Argh. I'm so dissatisfied and unhappy. But I also know I need to suck it up a bit and keep going. 105 is required for graduation and the degree, therefore I have to take it. I won't give up, but yet, it's so hard.
A brief due tomorrow at 3, an article due Thursday at 3, and another article due Sunday at 3. And I work Thursday night, Saturday 1-5, and Sunday 8-3. But I can switch out on Sunday if I need to. Ugh. I pray I won't need to.
I'm tired of my stomach hurting because of the stress. I hate this.
Must. Suck. It.Up. Seriously. I will never succeed in the professional world if I can't deal with it, right? *g*
The mom is back from MN. I'm glad. She got me another shot glass, and a MN newspaper to look at.
Went to work for my schedule and to buy four new body sprays. I am such a BBW whore. LOL! (I love the Clay, I do. I steal his terminology, dang it. Him and his stupid shoes.)
Anyway. I'm going to bed in a bit. I can't think anymore.