Case of the No-Good Tuesdays

I'm a generally good spirited sort of gal. So it kind of freaks me out when I get into a slump. And slump, please meet Tuesday. I can't even be sure why you're here. I just know you're here and you're in full force and I'm not quite sure what to do about it.

I'm 21 years old, right? I'm taking summer classes, interning, and I have a part time job. I'm not having an issue handling the commitments. I am a hard working, busy girl, and I love it. And I don't want this post to come across as whining. And I don't want to seem like a petty girl. Even though in the grand scheme of the entire world YES THESE ARE PETTY.

But anything that moves me to wanting to fold up into my couch and cry for a very long time doesn't feel so petty at the time.


Friends. If you are really upset over something you may seem stupid. Stop it. It's important to you, and therefore not so stupid. If anybody tells you otherwise, send them to me.

My health and well-being is INCREDIBLY important to me. And my sanity is a huge, huge part of that. Without it, I'm never going to reach my FitFluential goal! So when I see myself behaving like this, something has to be done.

What do you do when you're in a job (even though it is part time) that goes against every single fiber of your beliefs? Sure. I work at Rita's. I'm a healthy nut. Have you seen the ingredients list on the mix for Rita's? Probably not. And you might want to keep it that way. I'm not frowning on Rita's because I have no place to. But I can't get 100% behind what I'm doing. So there goes motivation strike one.

What do you do when you are having problems with the social aspect of work? Obviously, I'm not going to go into great detail here. But I get very upset at work a lot of the times. AND nothing is being done to change it. That frustrates me to no end. Motivation strikes two and three.

Every single fiber of my being is telling me to quit this job.

But I need the money so badly, it's not even funny. College students aren't made of money you know. So I'm trying. I'm craigslisting, I'm calling, etc etc etc. But nothing's turning up. Obviously, I'm going to keep trying because I can't put up with this much longer.

I know people have it worse off than me. There are people in the same position as me with higher stakes. I know that. But I can't do anything to change them. They're trying just as hard as I am to get out and if they aren't, they've gotta be the ones to do so. I can't make it any better for them. 

So how do you save your sanity? Are there any tricks? Anything? I'm looking for some help here. And I'll return to my bubbly self as soon as possible. But I have to get through this slump first.

PHILADELPHIA, HIRE ME.

On the bright side, congratulations to my sister that graduated high school last night. Good luck with the big "Next Chapter!"

That's sisterly support right there.

What do you do when you're feeling stuck? Help me outta here!!

Burning Out

Today I'm going to whine about rant/muse/discuss burning out. It's a topic I am all too familiar with, to be perfectly honest. I know that's an awful relationship to have with the concept but it's true.

Eventually they'll burn out. I like to think this is my candle style.

So far, school has been pretty awesome. Some of my classes are tough or have a lot of work, but I'm totally managing them this far. Which is pretty impressive, as far as I'm concerned. I think it's because I've finally found the perfect balance of enjoyment and what I'm going to do. I love it. I'm a nerd. Get over it.

Finally went through! IT FINALLY WENT THROUGH! :D

Speaking of balancing those things that I love to do, dance is NOT out of the picture. FINALLY. No more whining about how I'm never dancing on this blog. I'm dancing with InMotion (obviously) and I'm in an admin position. So that sucks up a lot of my thinking time. And eating time. And time. BUT I LOVE IT. And there's a show in the works for that and some performances coming up, so AWESOME.

My lovely captain and friend Laura is also being an AMAZING person and directing a dance show for undergrad theater students. Which is awesome because there aren't really that many opportunities for dancing in the department. At least not the kind of dancing that we're looking for. But I digress. I'm dancing/choreographing/involved in what feels like 32059732057 pieces. Again, AWESOME. But that means a lot of dance rehearsal. (Not that I'm complaining.)

This is related, I swear. We were dancing on Liacouras.

But wait! There's more! I got a job! They want me to work eighteen hours a weekend. At first I was like "AW YEAH, MONEY! I guess I'll try to have no life and at least pay my rent!" But now I'm realizing that I'll have to drop a day. It won't be nearly as much money, but I'll hopefully stay on staff for the summer time when I can work lots of hours. And hopefully get lots of tips because, let me tell you, the pay is NOT great.

The more I think about how great this stuff is, the happier I am.

That's pretty hectic as is. But naturally, I think it's perfectly acceptable to do some more!

Training for this little number, for instance.

BROAD STREET RUN, YEAH! First off, this takes up a lot of my worry time because I don't think I could run ten miles if somebody had a gun pointed to my head (And Lord knows Philly is the place to find that. ;) Love you, Philly). But I really want to do it, and I know I'll kick my butt if I don't. Plus a lot of my friends want to do it as well. So I think it's going to be really, really fun. So yeah. Training for that comes in soon.

Plus I really like taking classes and keeping up with my exercise in general.

Throw in commuting, maintaining my friendships (Well, that's a given. Otherwise I would whine and complain about my life more), cooking, eating, sleeping (Yes. I sleep. Not sleeping will NOT solve this problem), and random other stuff that pops up. That does not equate to a lot of time. Even that one guy I live with and I don't see each other for twenty-four hours sometimes. NUTS!

So I guess my point is. I was supposed to go running this morning but I was dead and felt like throwing up when I woke up. So I slept in. And I'm being lazy until class at 12:30 because otherwise I'm going to get sick. I'm trying so hard to keep a balance. BUT IT IS SO HARD. But I'm going to continue doing it anyway. Because I'm like that.

I look just like that too.

What do you have to balance in your life before your candle reaches it's end? How do you do it??

*Most pictures are from Pinterest, except for the one with my face in it or the one with my name in it. But I thought those were pretty clearly mine. :)