I’ve been in the weirdest state lately. I think I’ve reached a point where I’m so stressed that I don’t even think I’m stressed. I know that sounds stupid, but I think it’s like I’m building an immunity to stress or something. If I’m being honest, I think it’s because of my extracurricular activities combined with my classes. I’m worried about ensemble because I don’t really have time to practice my trombone, so I just continue to get worse at it. Any time I do have, I dedicate it to getting Malone’s packets done because if I don’t, they’ll never be completed. Last week, I was so dead to the world because of deadlines for literary and from working on the history packets, that I lost all motivation I had to work on my short fiction assignment. But as a little spark of positivity, the first draft will be so bad that the second draft will look like a masterpiece. I have the basic plot set up for it, but I just don’t have the time to really dig into it like I want to. If I ever find downtime, I’ll try to work on it then and continue to improve it. I know it would be a good story (and I’m not tooting my own horn here), but it would only be good if I can manage to work on it.
Also, to deal with this stress, I’m currently listening to “Colourblind” by Hands Like Houses on repeat. It’s a great song that just makes me so flipping happy. Maybe it’ll motivate me to get stuff done. I recommend that everyone listen to the song.
I felt this on a spiritual level.
Glad to know I’m not the only one.
Second semester is harder than the first for sure.