(Universe bows and holds out silver platter) "Life, miss?"

Life isn't easy. No one ever said it was. On the other hand, I'm used to having things handed to me on a silver platter, as it were. And now that I have to do things for myself, life seems much harder than before. Time management is a biggie! There don't seem enough hours in the day to do everything that needs to be done. Register for this; sign-up for that; call this person; e-mail that person; do homework for this, that, and the other class; take this test on your own time; practice for this performance; read, fix, write these short stories; make an appointment with this doctor for this thing; write a 6 page paper for this class; write a 7 page paper for that class. All that and still find time to breathe, eat, sleep, go to the bathroom, shower, etc. There is no time left for ME. I don't mean to sound selfish, but aren't I important?! I didn't mean for this to sound so whiny. But, of course, that is how it turned out to be. I'm just not used to setting up my own things (such as appointments) and planning my life for myself. I'm used to having parents, etc., tell me "go here," "do this," "don't forget," "Give me your laundry," "eat this food that I have made for you," and so on. It is quite a different experience to plan my schedule for myself, to do laundry for myself, and to worry about getting food somehow if the dorm food is bad. I know I make it sound like life sucks, but I know there are people out there with horrible situations that would make my situation look like a heaven. That doesn't mean it's any easier.