Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts

February 24, 2015

Posted by Rie On 11:19 PM
I should seriously be sleeping. But right now, I'm just taking a break from doing school stuff. My friend is asleep on the other couch and I took advantage of the quiet moment to get some work done.

I'm drowning in everything that needs and should be taken care of. School, work, school, more work, and a sad social life. The social life I have at the moment is when my friends come over for dinner and then sleep on my couch while I work on whatever needs to be done.

My most recent exam was handed in last Friday. I don't think this one will be good. Shitty grades if it's a pass and won't be surprised if it's a fail. I just didn't put enough time or energy into this exam and I can't really blame anyone else but myself. If I pass, I will be flying high. If not, I will do it again.

I think I might be slightly stressed out. Nightmares have been a bother and I'm desperately needing a fullnight sleep. I have no idea what I'm dreaming about other than having the feeling of something chasing me. I have no memory of who or what is after me but I wake up in panic, fighting off the invisible terror or running away. Which means I've fallen out of bed on numerous occasions, often times hitting my head on my closet or my knee on the wooden floor. I sure hope it stops soon - I'm tired and I want a decent sleep!

STOP PROCRASTINATING! GET MY SHIT TOGETHER!


December 6, 2014

Posted by Rie On 11:55 AM
On Tuesday, I have guests coming over for dinner. Three wonderful girls from Spain, who have been doing teaching work experience, are soon leaving and we - HP and I - have decided to make them a traditional Danish Christmas dinner. Flæskesteg, brune kartofler, rødkål, asier, ris ala mande - the works. But even if it was our idea, I know I'll end up being the one cooking. Love HP to pieces but she's even more lost in the kitchen than I am.

I'm not exactly the greatest cook. I grew up with the greatest cook (my dad) so it wasn't a thing for me because it was so easy for him, why should I bother. I remember when I had to make my own dinner for the first time in my first apartment - I was craving spaghetti and meat sauce..... it wasn't edible.

I can cook now. I mean, I can follow a recipe now and usually it turns out okay. I have to make food at the youth club 2 days a week and I'm starting to come out of my shell and try new things. I prefer to cooknew stuff alone - because if it's not edible, than it's just me that suffers. But on Tuesday, I have 4 girls expecting dinner. So I'm already trying to figure out exactly what I need to buy and how long it takes to make etc.

It's not the hardest menu to make but it requires timing and knowing the basics. I don't even know how long it takes to boil potatoes!! (I think we're in trouble!!) But I'm sure with some redwine on the table and some laughs, it'll be fine. Either we eat Danish food - or we order a pizza!