I can feel my life headed out of control. I have so much on my plate right now it is not even funny. When am I going to have time for anything thing. I have no social life and I am not going to get one soon. I can feel all this tension built up inside of me that I really do need to get out. I think I am going to ask tyler if I can borrow one of his soccer balls so that I can kick it around on the weekend. I just want to quit work. I hate it. It is so not soomething I look forward to. Stupid parents.