wasting away in custard

I am at work right now. I have about a billion things to do, and no time for them. Well I have time, but I had been hoping tha ttime would be spent relaxing, reading, with family, and what not. But instead I have a 4 page paper to write. A french composition to compose, a review over that interview to write, and who knows what else may pop up before it is all said and done... OH WAIT. I forgot I also need to memorize all my lines for a duo I am in. So there goes my break. I may not be in class, but I will be busting my butt doing work for them.

I am angry right now. This week has been jammed with hurried homework lectures, and stressful last minute needs. I want a day for myself, but it is looking like I won't find that until Sometime in December...
My boyfriend and I won't get to spend holidays together. That downs me a great deal because I rely on him so much for support. December is the worst month for me to handle. Death seems to stalk me with misery and grief in its wake. I am faced with the death of my grandpa, stepmother, and the imprisonment of my father. I have to deal with my grandmother being depressed and lashing out at me.
My father gets depressed because he is behind bars and cannot join our family.
And finally because of everything, I too get down. How could I avoid it? Wait, Bennie! I am not saying I didn't get down last year, but he was able to lift me up a little more. He made me smile and feel good and we had our own special christmas. It was amazing and I finally felt like things would get better year to year. Now we won't get to see eachother like i was hoping. We will be on two seperate sides of missouri. Damnit

Other stuff that is on my mind. My story has come a long nicely. I feel that it is longer than the required amount, but for now I am just getting it down till i have what is needed. I actually hit 6 pages and 1700 words a few min ago. I have had so much to do that I have been out of a creative mood and now that I could let it flow a little better it wasn't so hard to do.
Now I feel like I have taken my time and let something come and it is working. I really am happy well at least I am happier than I was with my assg. two story. This one is so much better and interesting. I have to make custard now. Ugh. I can't wait to find a new job.