Changing Moods

I am such a moody bitch. Really. One day I'm scared out of my mind and want to die and the next, I think everything is going to be allright if I only stay on the path I'm on.

Today is one of those "everything is going to be OK" days. I didn't wake up this way, however. Tuesdays, I have a seminar class where we're all supposed to participate and say intelligent things. Each week, I'm terrified that I won't know what in the heck is being discussed and I'll fall flat on my face. But this week and last, I did OK! I said stuff that (I think) sounded smart! Or else, I'm not comparing my comments to those of my classmates and feeling bad because I'm not as brilliant as they are. And they are really, really brilliant people. I'm proud to be in the same room with them.

I think I'll sit here and just enjoy this feeling of calm. And not think of the 15 page paper that is due in 3 weeks...and the presentation...and wonder what grade I got on my mid-terms...and try to figure out the best strategy for picking my classes for next quarter...oh shit...

I'm such a moody bitch.