Ever have those times when you make a complete fool of yourself? Or days where everything goes wrong? That’s been me for about the last two weeks. I don’t know whether it’s just the fact I’m now 100% responsible for keeping myself alive, being 200 miles away from my parents, but I’m a complete disaster at the moment.
Yesterday, I was at the library from 8:30am to 8:30pm (although I left for a couple of hours in the afternoon), and was just so delirious by the evening that I went to find the toilet, got lost coming out, and then was checking my reflection in the window as I walked towards the automatic door, and got so distracted that I didn’t notice the doors until I had walked past. I had to swiftly make a U-turn, all while some guy was watching. As I walked back to my friend, I couldn’t keep it together and just fell apart laughing.
Aside from that one, what else have I done that makes me such a catastrophe? Earlier this week I walked half way to the gym before I realised I never did one of my trainers up. And then almost did it again the other day. I’ve dropped my keys more times than I can count in recent days. I shaved my legs and got a bloody knee.
And then there’s now – somehow this weekend I’ve ended up with two 1000 word essays (both my first essays at university) due in tomorrow, and one of them counts for 30% of a module grade I need to pass and get into second year. I’ve finished that one now, but I have no clue if it’s what I’m actually meant to have written or not – we had very little guidance, and to be honest, after how prescriptive and complicated A Level essays were, that was a very daunting fact. I mean, 1000 words isn’t all that much, but when you consider the idea of having only been studying for three weeks and even then, my second essay is on a piece of literature I hadn’t heard of as little as nine days ago, it seems a bit worse.
I’m also a disaster because I had planned a different post for tonight (very different), but I’ve been so preoccupied with all my uni work that I haven’t gotten around to putting my full attention to it.
On the bright side, I’m keeping busy. I realise that probably sounds like a bit of a contradictory statement, but even when I’m busy and stressed, I’d still rather that than to be bored. And it’s not all bad – the actual content of my studies are really interesting at the moment, and I’m exactly where I’ve wanted to be for so long. So no complaining!
After tomorrow’s out of the way and I have my essays handed in, I’ll have some breathing space and I’ll finish that other blog post… and probably write some more for the stash so there’s less posts like these!