Stressed?

I'm starting to look at what classes I'm going to take next semester. Right now I only have three. Three. I'm so screwed. I don't want to take senior seminar yet (doi, I'm not a senior), and the intership I want to wait on to see if Julie can figure something out for me. Otherwise, I'm stuck with Rhetoric, Experimental Creative Writing and Spanish 202. I really want to die. I should probably start working on my Theatre minor, but I need to actually get that changed. I'm excited but scared.

In other news, October Break is over. I slept for about 12 hours today. Chad's room is a mess and I am feeling really sick. I hate sitting up, I just want to curl into a ball and go to sleep. Problem is, the longer I sleep for the rest of the day, the less sleep I'll get tonight and tomorrow I am screwed because I have 6 hours of classes non-stop AND "Sweet Charity" stuff to do at 6. I really want to die right about now.

Also I have three essays due in 2 weeks and I haven't started on ANY of them. I'm really not in the mood right now, but with theatre starting up, I'm not sure what to do. My birthday is in a week, I'm going to be 20 and old. At least feel old. In the 1800s 20 was middle-age for people like me.

Back to bed.