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Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Today begins the first day of yet another quarter here at mi universidad (I'm taking German now...maybe I should stop throwing Spanish into random sentences? Nah. Now it'll be random Spanish AND German. Muahahaha). And while just last night I was "excited" to get back to the grind of doing things, today I remembered what summer had un-taught me: my horrid dislike of large groups of people.
I don't know if it's a writerly trait or just a randomly assigned trait, but I am the world's biggest introvert. No joke. Right now I am hauled up in a corner of the building my next class is in, reveling in the silence, yet FREAKING OUT that I will, in one hour, be subjected to yet another large group of people. I've only had one class today, and already: exhausted.
I have an anti-stress enriched smoothie. Not helping. I have my laptop to focus my attention on other things. Lessening the blow, but not helping. What's a girl to do besides run into the nearest bathroom stall (hopefully a "Women" stall) and stifle the oncoming panic attack by calling the first number in my phone and crying at the sound of a familiar voice?
(No, I don't do that. Often.)
Stress is a part of all areas of life. Especially writing (need I mention agents, querying, editors, outlines, etc etc?). So, question of the day: what do you do when life seems to press in around you?
I shall leave you to your answers while I go find my next classroom and sit outside the door, counting how many people go into the classroom before me. Gulp.