I’m finally done for the week and it’s the first time in four days where I have had nothing to do that should be occupying every moment of my waking life.
Explanation? Four days, three papers, two articles, an exam, a quiz and a new story idea later and I am still alive.
Granted, as soon as I leave here, I will probably crash into sleepy oblivion (studying prevents that sometimes), but at least I can finally breathe.
I’ve been remembering things that I should have remembered last week at random times. At 2:30 this morning, I realized that I was supposed to hang out with my friend Stephanie last Friday, but I spaced it entirely. The crazy life, for sure.
Since I came back from Spring Break and have been living in the Fort again, things have just gone from readjustment to upside-down. What I thought I wanted to do with the next few months and the upcoming fall semester has been turned on its head.
I’m living in the dorms again, which I still don’t know what I think about. I really like Liz, who I’ll be living with, but I’m not sure I want to deal with the politics of residence life again. It’s been a hard year in that regard.
Regarding school, however, I’m ready to quit. You see, they trap you by getting you so far into your semester and your education that it would be incredibly foolish to just quit and then they make everything harder. There’s just too much to do and I want out!
But for the most part, life is good. I’m so blessed by the people that are around me and I have been learning so much (I’ve gotten back into memorizing verses and am reviewing some old Bible studies). It’s great to be here again instead of always in transition. I’m more balanced emotionally that way, even though it’s hard to tell with my workload as of late.
Working for four days non-stop can really get to you. Yuck.
That’s all for now. I’m going to work on this lovely sudoku puzzle in front of me (the only redeeming quality about the Collegian, I’m sure).
Mood: Accomplished Reading: A. W. Tozer, The Pursuit of God
Listening to: Shawn McDonald, Ripen