I have this weird conundrum between loving college and hating college all at the same time. This week was pretty bad...for a combination of reasons, yet at the same time it was good. I can't explain it.
The fact that my Spring Break wasn't a "break" really caught up to me this week. Granted, I had a good week on tour (not the best of my life by any means...but a good one nonetheless) but it really was exhausting. Coming back to school two Sunday evenings ago was so exciting because I was getting back "home" to a place and people that I love, yet in the back of my head was the knowledge that the very next morning I would have to wake up for my 8 am history class and start the rigors of classes all over again.
Basically every moment of this week until tonight I have had either classes, meetings, work, or homework consuming every single minute from when I woke up until when I went to bed. Tuesday night, as I was studying for a test, I just broke down. I was tired emotionally, mentally, physically, spiritually, and whatever other possible way there is. All it took for me to crack was a facebook message from my mom asking me how I was and letting me know she was praying for me and my studies. Needless to say...I promptly called her in tears... I've had friends tell me I just need to be able to say "no" to things. But that's not the issue this time. I can't say no to anything I'm involved in. SGA, Chorale, harp lessons, my job, and classes are all things that I have to do (either by committment or requirement). So my only real option is just to tough it out until the end of the semester, doing the best I can with the time that I'm given. It's gotten to the point where I'm having to schedule in time to spend with God, 'cause it's just not happening consistently otherwise.
Maybe I'm feeling like I can't ever feel one complete emotion. Every really good moment still has at least something a little bad in the background, and vice versa with the bad moments.
Maybe I feel like I don't have much control over my time or priorities.
I'll just keep learning to deal with it I guess. What else can I really do?
-erika