I'm a neurotic person. I always have been. Even when there was no need to worry or freak out, I would always somehow believe that I was busy, but that belief has been thrown out the window.

In a recent article, I explained that I would be motivated by having a lot on my plate. While this is true, I think I underestimated the amount of busy I was talking about.

I recently started a new job and I'm very happy with the opportunity I've been given, but the most I've ever worked in the past is 4 days a week. I currently work five days a week, and I have class five days a week. So trying to squeeze such a long amount of time every day is a bit of a handful.

I'm taking one transient course at FSW and my only hope is that I don't crack under pressure, as I tend to do whenever I'm faced with any inconvenience.

On top of all this, I'm also expected to read three or four chapters total nearly every day. That's a lot of reading that takes me a very long time. I'm not saying I don't like it, I'm just saying I'm not used to it. Plus, I end up taking nearly an hour to finish one chapter, let alone four.

I'm going to try my best, no matter how big the bags under my eyes get, and no matter how constantly ready I am to sleep at any given moment. This summer's not just meant to advance me to get to graduation sooner; it's meant to allow me to practice time management by jumping in head-first. It's not the easiest way, but I'm trying to learn things without fear.

Despite this summer starting out with a lot of work and little time, I think I'm more motivated that nervous. I am constantly afraid of multiple things happening at once around me, but I think this is a turning point as well as a wake-up call that I needed before finishing out my degree. It's going to take a lot of sleepless nights and caffeine, but I think I'll be alright.