All the optimism from yesterday has gone down the tubes. Everything was fine until about 8:30 last night when I was bombarded with 50 things to do at once, all due very, very soon, and realizing that my classes are screwed up and if I don't take certain ones right now, I won't graduate on time.
So after a major meltdown where I bawled on the phone to my mom and made panicked calls to my reporting teacher to no avail, I knew I had to make a decision and I had to make it right then.
I scrambled to find the classes I need and luckily got in. Barely. Then I called my professor one more time and left a very depressed message as well as sent her an equally depressed e-mail.
I had to drop the advanced reporting class. Yeah. The one I was super excited for and would give me all kinds of experience and look great on my resume. Yeah. That one.
The problem is, I can't do it all. And I resolved to make more time for me and stop stressing all the time. I need to take these other classes in order to graduate, whereas I don't need the reporting one. So my choice was made, however heartbreaking it was. The worst part is that I let my teacher (who is also a big role model to me) and the rest of my peers down and I hate to disappoint people.
So I'm trying to cope with all of these changes at once, and most of you know that I don't handle too much change at once very well. Luckily, I have amazing people in my life that are doing everything they can to cheer me up, so thank you.
This too shall pass.