Okay. Breathe. Remember to breathe. I seem to start going a little crazy when I haven't been to therapy in a few weeks. I need that centering, readjusting. I often feel like I'm always the listener when it comes to my friends, that they bring me their problems and I listen and work through things that are their issues. Yet I don't have the ability to do that with them...that when I bring up an issue, all I get is shoddy advice and empty comforting. I don't need that, I just need someone who will shut up while I talk for an hour or more.

So yeah, centered again. Back on the right track. Postponed my GRE for a few weeks, at least until the first few classes are out of the way. I need a minute to put my head on straight before taking a four hour long test. First day of class was today and I can tell it's gonna be tough. I'm excited though, the professor seems wonderful. First day of class number two is tomorrow and I'm equally excited. Possibly more, actually, because it's a children's literature class. Woot.

Ugh ugh ugh. I have so much stuff to be doing and no motivation to do any of it. I have the GRE on Friday. MAJOR. My classes start tomorrow. MAJOR. My grad school application is due on Saturday. MAAAAJOR.

WTF why do I always procrastinate like this? It's like I want to fail or something. I get so angry at my current situation, the fact that I feel stuck, and yet I don't seem to have the will to become unstuck. Now that I think about it, I bought a book a few weeks ago on this very subject. Maybe I should see what it has to say. I need something...a swift kick in the ass.

Well, let me just say this. Sleeping with your roommates, no matter how fun it is at the time, no matter how great the sex is, is never easy, never uncomplicated.