I feel a little bit like I am having a meltdown. I was looking at my syllabi for my some of my classes this semester. I haven't even been to a single class and I am freaking out. It looks like its going to be a lot of work. I am not entirely sure that I can handle it. Specifically the Pecha Kuchas in my American Diaspora class. I don't understand what those are or what is expected of me, so I am panicking. I am also concerned about the sheer about of reading that I have in all of my classes. I don't know how I am going to do all of that. It is a little stressful. I think that I am getting up in my head like I always do and that if I just try to get all the reading done as I go it shouldn't be a problem. I am incredibly put off by the amount of reading in my 200-level British literature class. I am only taking it because I needed an elective and I thought that I would be able to coast through it. Granted that is not the best reason to take a class, but that is what I was thinking and it is starting to look like based on the sheer amount of assignments (mostly writing assignments) that class could be the hardest for me. I am tempted to drop the class. But another part of me wants to rise to the challenge and prove to myself that I can do this. I can turn all of these assignments in on time and do all of the reading. I just can't believe that I am already stressed, It is the first day of the new semester. Shouldn't it take me a week or at least one class period to lose my marbles? I don't know if this happens to everyone, but I am guessing no. All I want to do right now is crawl back into bed and watch Bones. I should try to be productive start this day and semester off on a good note. So I will walk home taking deep breaths the whole way and then I will read some of A Frolic of His Own which is a book that never should have been committed to paper. Perhaps I will also read some of the 25-page essay that needs to be read before tomorrow. I just wish this was easy. I can work hard, I just hate knowing that its coming. That seems to be my downfall. I can do this. (If only I really believed that.