Yeah, unfortunately it is. I know my mom experiences a lot of it with bills and what not, and all I can do is say "Mom. . . Chill out." Like, seriously. Anyway, today I'm supposed to explain the difference between long and short term stress. Long term stress, I think one could easily correlate to having a boyfriend/girlfriend or significant other for a prolonged period of time; you get on each other's nerves, but still tell people "yeah, I still love him/her," when we all know the little grey hairs poking out are going to be re-dyed soon enough, and the next time we see you, we'll all be like "There's something different about you, but I can't quite put my finger on it. . ." (Hair colour is a completely different colour). Whereas those are the long term aspects in a nutshell that I am certain anyone could relate to, directly through experience, or indirectly through movies, or having a friend or family member that tells you everything about it over the phone while you sit there on the other side pretending to listen going: "uh-huh. . . oh, yeah, that's interesting. . ." and the short term stresses are like sitting down, getting ready to type your blog and thinking to yourself: "I could totally go for a pb&j right now," and then getting up to go make yourself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I like mine with steak. And chicken. Hold the peanut butter. . . or the jelly. . . I call it a steak-and-chicken sandwich. However, I could always go for a goodole fashioned manwich.
I'm also supposed to explain what I decided to do for my own stress relief. Now, this just comes down to what kind of stress you're talking about. School stress, I just ignore my homework and tell myself I'll get it done later, (which has resulted in me often not caring whether or not something gets done because if it doesn't, it'll only lead to more stress, so just not caring is the simplest solution), with stuff like the band, I just chill out because I know I've waited this long for it to get this far, so waiting is just about all I can do on that note. Hrmnerm. . . Relationship stress, I can usually just talk to someone or just throw my phone across the house and forget it there to go watch the British Top Gear. But I haven't had to do that since January (can I get a hoo-rah!). I think that's about all there is to cover.
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