I’ve been struggling to gain back some semblance of control from this project that seems to have taken over my life...

We are still wading knee-deep in agony this week...I worry that it may rise up over our heads soon and consume us all.

As my time in Manitoba drew to its end, my thoughts returned their focus on school...getting back to Ottawa proved to be quite the hassle.

As I’m sitting here thinking about my week, I’m realizing that it actually felt so long. Not that it passed slowly or anything . . .

I was ready to launch my computer out my third-storey window. Sweet, satisfactory defenestration.

I figure, may as well get work done during “regular” work hours. That way I can still have my evenings and weekends for myself.

If last week brought on a drudging doubt about this program and where I’m at in life, this second week added another level of despair.

This past week was reading week...now that classes have started again, I’m starting to have doubts about my choice to be in this program.

I like to know the ’why’ behind things. When I understand the why, I can then understand how to better accomplish a set task.

Today in class we started working on INbetweening. Yeah, I had no idea what that meant either.

“Long distance relationships suck,” she exhaled, closing her eyes. Faces jogged across her memory, but one stood out above the others.

Was it wrong of her to hate herself? Was it terrible that she wished she could change certain physical aspects of her body?