Tired

Life is so exhausting.

It's Thanksgiving break and I'm still so tired. Granted, I didn't get home Wednesday night until Thursday morning. Then yesterday my allergies were acting up at home so bad that I spent most of the day sneezing and dying and fighting to stay awake from the Benadryl and trying to cook and eat in between all that. Really though, I had an excellent day with my family and I actually really enjoyed my time yesterday (between all the dying going on). But this morning I had to rush right back for work again, so my trip home was cut extra short this year. That's okay though. I'm going back next month for an extended weekend for my birthday, so I'm just looking forward to that. My point in saying all this is that, even though its break I'm still SO TIRED. Its not even eleven and I'm ready to pass out.

I've got a lot of big assignments on my plate for classes at the moment. That's starting to stress me out again, but I guess it's right on schedule since the past two weeks have been pretty low-stress. I'm not working tomorrow so I'll be spending most of the day on those.

Now, the boy diet. Sigh. I was doing so well for a few weeks. Then the sneaky thoughts started creeping back in my mind and I've started thinking about different boys again. Those dang thoughts are so frustrating. I'm forcing them out of my head every time they try to be sly and slip in, but they keep bombarding me when I have too much time to think. Like today on the way back here. But I'm sticking to the diet, no matter what my mind tries to get me to think about.

I just read that paragraph over and realized that its possible to interpret those thoughts from the reader's point of view as very sexual ones. Just so you know, that's not really what I'm talking about.

Anyway, time to catch up on Glee and go to sleepy-by. TTFN, friends.

xoxo