The Stages of Heartsick

November 16, 2006

Summer: Not too bad, acceptance of the fact that I will see Jill for a total of two weeks out of the summer kicks in early. It sucks, but I get over it

Week before heading to school: Awesome, I get to be with Jill. RING! Woah, we’re freakin engaged! Sweet! I’m happy and content.

First week of school: Getting back with college buddies, so I’m happy

Second week: OK, college friends are here, Jill is not. Slip in to ridiculous heartsickness. Completely unproductive for the entire week.

Fourth week: Parties and stuff begin, since people are in to a routine. Hooray. Happy Lackey returns

Seventh week: Ah crap, midterms really know how to get to the back of your mind, making you doubt yourself. Get really stressed, completely frustrated with everyone. Need comfort from Jill, but she’s not around, which stresses me out more. Crap

Eighth week: Midterms are ov…nope. More tests thrown my way. More projects incoming. Crap.

Ninth week: Can I relax now? Cool? OK, I’m just gonna chill out for the next week, if that’s alright. What? More exams? Fool of a Took! Don’t they ever end?

Tenth week (current week): Going home on Friday. Home is where the heart is, and Jill is in Midland. Nothing else matters. Homework? Nope. Exams? Not gonna study for them (and probably ended up with a B on them).

Thanksgiving Break: Spend with Jill and family. Prepare for the stress that’s about to come my way

Eleventh through fourteenth week: Work. Work some more. Work on exams, homework, studying, Flock, projects, exams, homework, exams, projects, and exams. Driven to insanity from constant stress.

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