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Signs of Stress...

With only 11 days until graduation, stress is probably to be expected. With a to-do list longer than there are days left, I can't help but start to worry about how the heck I'm going to get everything done. I didn't realize how stressed I actually was until I got back from the library last night and my roommate said to me, "Do you have two different sandals on?" I was thinking to myself, of course not. What am I some kind of idiot? Then I looked down and saw this...
Now let me clarify a few things. When I say "I went to the library," I don't mean I walked in, grabbed a few books, and walked out. I mean, I went to the library and stayed there for 3 hours. I should also add that I didn't go there and stay in one place for those 3 hours. I walked all around the entire library; saying hi to people I knew, went up to the 7th floor to get a pop, opened the pop and it sprayed all over me and started dripping [I think it may have dripped on my foot. Too bad that didn't prompt me to look down]. I'm sure the spraying pop drew attention to myself and my unmatching sandals. The last point I would like to make is that I was wearing capri pants. It's not like my sandals were somehow hidden by long pants, they were right out in the open. So to make an already long story a little longer, I plan on losing whatever sanity I have left (or ever had to begin with - which is questionable) over these next 11 days.
This is what I anticipate looking like at my graduation...It's going to be difficult getting my cap on, but hopefully I can work something out. Good luck to everyone else with all the end of the semester "crap." And to those of you already in the "real world," well, I don't envy you either! Well, I actually take that back. I have this friend who I used to work with in college. Pre-graduation he worked hard at balancing his time between AOL Instant Messenger, Facebook, and work. Post-graduation he works hard at balancing his time between AOL Instant Messenger, Facebook, and work. The only difference - his income has probably doubled. The "real world" isn't looking so bad after all. :) You know who you are! See you next time. Steele - OUT.

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Anonymous said…
Emily dear--
I just had to let you know that I took your blog and put it in times new roman, 12 point font and it was over a page. Had you not taken that time to write that blog you could have had only 22.75 pages of the 24 pages of papers you have to do done.... just thought that you should know that ;) --- Tess

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