I'm going nuts. Recently, my short-term memory is almost nonexistent, I'm snappy and hypersensitive.

I never knew that working on Ditch Day preparations would cause such anxiety. I used to find this a nice diversion from other work; now it's becoming another burden. At least it'll be over Tomorrow, right?

On the other hand, I also have german, a history class, 2 performing arts classes and a thesis to keep abreast of. And applying for summer jobs - at least I got an interview for the flute instructor position over in Rowland Heights, but I need to land about 2 more before I can support myself this summer. And mentally preparing myself for going to grad school and trying to be the damn best in the program so I get funding for next year. At times, I'm so scared that I've been an absolute idiot in going to UCLA - what am I thinking, there's no way I can do this... but Notre Dame was emphatically not the place for me. I guess we'll have to wait and see.

I just feel super scatter-brained and stretched too thin. I can only juggle so many knives before they start crashing down on my head. I know time is short, I know I tend to be perfectionistic and picky about artistic detail, but I dearly want to do a good job on this stack. I don't want my work judged as simply 'not bad', but as 'awesome' or at least 'really cool'. Unfortunately, I don't know how to achieve this without losing my mind or just failing all my classes.

Consider me extremely frustrated. Handle with care.