Small Fish in a Big Pond

I’m going home for the weekend. It’s not a special occasion or anything. I just need a break from everything. People are stressing me out. People are wanting to socialize and I can’t say “no” because I’m afraid of being rude. So I’m basically running away.

I talked to my parents about how stressed I am and how I feel I won’t be able to get work done. I was hoping they’d come down here and we could get a hotel room or something. They offered to take me home.

I’ll be honest, I started crying. I’m still kind of crying right now.

So I’m gonna be picked up in a couple of hours. I feel like I’m going to break down for no reason. Like a wimp.

That’s my rant entry of the day. I’ll post some more cheerful/funny things in a minute.

P.S., having a sick roommate who is sniffling double-time is not a good living environment. Hope she gets better by the time I come back.