Whining about being whiny...

This has gotten maybe a little ridiculous.
It's my own fault.
I need to sleep.
And I need to stop procrastinating.

All of a sudden I seem to have lost my capacity to deal with stress. It's not that bad. It's no worse than it's been the rest of the semester. But there's SWACURH coming up. I leave on Thursday. Which means I miss and have to make up a quiz and a test on Monday. And I have assignments due online Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Monday mornings. And I have to make my presentation for SWACURH. Well, I've made it. But now I have to basically start over and make it not look horrible, because my background was too distracting and...

Everyone else recently had the increased workload due to Safe Trick-or-Treat. I didn't have that to deal with. My entire time commitment on that was working on Thursday night. Which I did. And yet, I've been as stressed as anyone, and showing it more than most. And I don't understand why I'm suddenly incapable of dealing with it.

I say this way too often, but I really really need a break. An actual break. A break which allows me to sleep in and not feel like there's stuff I need to be doing at all times. One where I don't have to feel guilty when I realize I've spent another hour watching TV. Or sleeping.

Sleep schedule:
Tuesday... nope. BNL concert, and JiTT due Wednesday morning.
Wednesday... ha. Advising appointment at 2. "spirit hours" for SWACURH/HCSA, meeting with the advisers to show them the updates on my presentation (when am I supposed to update it?! ah!), finish the assignment due Thursday morning (which is just a bibliography and I only need two more sources), pack for SWACURH
Thursday... meeting to leave for SWACURH at 11. Then spending all day either in a car, on a campus, or in a hotel with the rest of the delegation, possibly doing a run-through of the presentation for the advisers.
Friday... SWACURH events start at 8, I believe, and end at 1. Sure, a little of that end time includes entertainment, which I can and probably will skip out on... but yeah.
Saturday... Same as Friday.
Sunday... leaving at 6 a.m. to come back to OU. Studying for make-up test and quiz which take place on Monday. Assignment due Monday morning.
Monday... Classes, make-up quiz between classes, make-up test after classes, office hours, meetings until about 10.
Parents are visiting the following weekend, which means... I don't even know what it means. The closest hotel available was in OKC, so it probably means late nights and early mornings and no time to do homework because dad is very possessive of my time when they decide to visit.

And I have a paper due November 16 that I haven't even solidly picked a topic for, but I'm pretty sure it's expected to be 7-10 pages or so... Some sort of taxation issue. Might write it about how they decided to raise revenue for Target Field. Maybe? If I can find any relevant research, because it's an actual important paper and requires peer-reviewed sources and such.

And I don't know what I'm doing for Thanksgiving. I've been sort of invited to Shannon's maybe, but I've been spending way too much money and probably shouldn't drive down to Texas. So maybe doing a potluck thing with some friends? But I don't know who will actually be in town and not planning for dinner with friends. So maybe I'll just eat a turkey sandwich and call it a day.

And a giant 15-page paper due December 10, for which I've found about 2/3 of the research material, but still need to actually get hold of it (inter-library loan and such), not to mention read it.

And sometime before that, I'm expected to put together another Exec Team Development activity... which would be great and easy if people would freaking reply to my emails. Ugh.


I've enrolled in 4 of my 5 classes for next semester. That's good, right? And I somehow got lucky enough that I have no finals on my 21st birthday (the Monday of finals week) and my earliest final on Tuesday is 1:30, and it's my easiest class, microecon. Again, that seems lucky-ish. Still waiting to enroll in my last class, because I need permission from the College of Journalism because I'm not a journalism major and blah blah blah. But need to talk to the other adviser first (see Wednesday, waaaayyyyy above).