From frying pan to... frying pan?

Okay, suck. Last week was CRAZY busy. One of the hoops to jump through as I approach my student teaching next semester is that I have to attend a conference with my education advisor, wherein we're supposed to discuss my progress with the ten Standards of Effective Practice for Beginning Teachers, or SEPBTs. In preparation, I had to write a one-page paper for each standard, summarizing what it meant in my own words, then adding two or three paragraphs talking about my own growth or experience in this area (and citing three class assignments as proof) and then a final paragraph stating in what ways I still need to grow with regard to the standard. My conference was last Friday, and it gave me the crappiest week I can remember in many years...

And now this week comes along! I have a two-page review of a dance performance to write, and the more I think about the performance, the less clear I am on what to say. I don't want to wait too long, however, or I might forget what I'm talking about! On top of that, I'm struggling to find time for class readings, I need to redouble my efforts to find a part-time job, I have to coordinate class schedules with a partner from dance class to create a 2.5-5 minute piece for class on Thursday, I'm trying (and failing) to arrange a meeting with my Theatre advisor, I'm trying to find time to visit my mother, Jess and I are having our pictures taken Friday for Christmas cards, blah, blah, blah...

I know it doesn't sound that bad from the outside. I know, even I've been busier, but it's been quite a while since I have felt this stressed.