Not a happy camper

I’m feeling kinda discontent and stressed after my first (half-)week of uni. I thought the few classes I’m taking would give me enough time to write my papers despite SAD and all – but now they’ve all turned out to be ‘smart’ classes, where I’ve got to read complicated texts every week and participate in work groups/prepare small lectures. Not good. I guess I should think about dropping some – but I’m not one to do so lightly, not if the subject matter is something that interests me and it’s just the workload the bugs me.

Also feeling generally tense and thin-skinned, despite the beautiful weather outside. There just seems to be so much stuff (both uni and social life wise) that I’m supposed to do, and time seems to be flying by, when all I’ve wanted for this semester was to be so well-organized that I could take things one day at a time. But the way things are shaping up, I foresee a bad winter again. 🙁