Hell week.

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Only now did I know its true definition.

I'm tired. I'm sick. I'm sick and tired of having to put up with this stress. There's so much to do. There's so only much to worry about. And my goodness, why did they all pile up in ONE WEEK??

It's the Christmas season. The time for giving and sharing and being all happy and stuff. Apparently its definition has expanded to include: SHOPPING and PARTYING. It's also the last school week of the year. That means papers, papers, long tests, quizzes, projects... the list goes on. Christmas also means cold weather. I've been enjoying the brisk breezes these past few days, but now that they've given me a doozy of a fever I'm not so sure.

Christmas also means family time - which is another cause for my constant worry.

I don't know what to do anymore. I don't know if I should mope around - there are parties to be had, gifts to be exchanged, etc. I can't exactly be hyper either - problems.. are pressing down all around me. Maybe I can't just do anything PERIOD, since all this stress has pinned me down.

I've been called manhid before (not surprisingly, since I rarely do show extreme emotion), and I now I just don't know if I should be upset or relieved now that I know I'm not. I got mad. I got frustrated. I've spilt tears this week already, on more than one occasion, under the influence of all this stress. These tears came out on their own, despite my best efforts to hold them back. I feel so.. helpless. Weak.

It's Christmas, damnit. I should be happy. And I am. It's just that I'm sad at the same time too. And since that's just not physically possible, my body declared an emergency shutdown.

My goodness. I'm whining. Ugh.

I find it very ironic that I blogged about how happy and content I was 2 blog posts ago. So much for that.

It's been a hell of a week, in more ways than you might imagine.


-nEOnIX