Stress Eating

I'm taking a pause from the paper writing and line reciting to note the amount of cookies I consume when I'm stressed out.

Yesterday.. or two days ago.. I can't remember, I went grocery shopping for the first time in about a month. I purchased $10 worth of cookies. 2 bags of Milano cookies and 2 bags of Chewy Chips Ahoy cookies. They were on sale, and I tend to desire sugar when I'm freaking out.

Tonight alone... I think I have demolished half of my stock of cookies.

The paper is barely making headway, the memorization is failing, and I'm about two more negative thoughts from throwing in the towel, waving my pathetic white flag and crawling into bed.

But then, I read this blog post. It was linked on my favorite teacher from senior year's Facebook page. Click THIS to read it.

I loved it. I thought about how when I was her student, she didn't let me give up. At the time, I wanted to quit everything. My biggest road block was Shakespeare, followed by a serious case of "I don't cares".

I wish I had paid more attention to the main event... because right now... I feel like quitting again. I don't have a motivational cheerleader (or personal trainer.. because lets be real.. it takes more than someone telling me I can do it to motivate me) like I did when she was my teacher. As much as I wish I had learned enough back then... I could really use the push and shove of my old teachers right about now.

Here's to the main event... that I've showed up a little late to.. and good ol' college all nighters.

A very tired and demotivated English Major.