
This is all the reading I have to do for school (with the exception of the Chicago Manual of Style, which is purely reference). All of this needs to be digested by December 21! Lovely.
The reflections and musings of Raquelle, a Latina who loves literature, film, good food and living live to its fullest.

Bev, tag your it!
That's what I'm hankering for right about now as I sit eating my cold Bruegger's bagel with onion and chive cream cheese. Because of my new schedule of full-time work, part-time school I've had to change my priorities food-wise. Lots of frozen pizza, frozen dinners, bagels with cream cheese, bagel sandwiches, burritos from the local Mexican place, bagged popcorn, fruit in ziplock bags, etc. Any food that is fast and portable and BORING. And even during the week, it's mostly the same old take-out standby. Which in my case is pizza, pad thai, and Applebee's buttermilk shrimp. Mmmmm, the variety! I've had to start drinking coffee again to keep myself awake enough to work and study. Problem is coffee is a hypoglycemic's worst enemy. It kicks up my insulin levels so when my blood sugar starts to dip the difference between the two is staggering. So I have to drink coffee and follow it up an hour or so later with an orange juice. Now I despise the taste of both. Bleh! Luckily, I have tomorrow off, YAY!!!!, so I'm going to try to cook a homemade lunch and dinner. Hmmm. What shall I prepare? Soup? A classic meat & veg dinner? Ooohh Seafood? Shall I even attempt some kind of low sugar dessert? The possibilities are endless.


Sometimes I surprise myself. I know I shouldn't talk about work, as that's a taboo topic in the blogging world and can get you on the fast track to unemployment, so I'll talk in general terms and not specifics. I have a project that needs to be done in three phases. The first to be completed in August one in September and one in October. I know in the back of my head that the August one is complete. And today I had the sudden realization that it's September 27th and my September portion hasn't been done yet. Now I hate to be late for anything! I have a tremendous fear of failure and that extends to letting people down, showing up late, missing a deadline, etc. I get nervous, my palms get sweaty, and I start to speak in incoherent sentences. Then when I have to face facts and confront my lateness, I start making excuses so that I don't look bad. It's not pretty, it's not honest and it's the opposite of what a responsible adult should be. So when it came to it, I tried everything to save myself from this situation. When finally, I apologized, gave my side of the story and made promises of working on the project right away, I come to see I've already finished the project. In fact I finished it two weeks ago! That's what I call stupidly efficient. I'm efficient enough to do all my work on time but stupid enough to not remember that I did it.
I realized my neck injury was more than a result from my fury of cross-stitching. It's compounded by the fact that I've been suffering from high stress these past couple of weeks. Especially in preparation for graduate school and all the work that will come with it. It'll be difficult juggling part-time school, full-time work and a long commute. To add to that my classes are at night so I've been sick with worry over the safest way for me to get home. Boston late at night is not necessarily the safest place to be. And the devastating effects of Hurricane Katrina have taken a toll on me emotionally. It gives me a sense that there is no security and that everything you have in life can be gone in an instant. In the end, if this disaster affects the economy, it means I'm in danger of losing my job if my company starts to go under. No job, no school. It's all one vicious cycle.
So I need to do now is take deep breaths, relax, sip on some honeyed Chamomile tea, listen to some Bobby Darin and Chet Baker tunes and de-stress!