Time?
It's really been five weeks? I actually have spare time to do something I don't have to do?
I don't think I've been this busy in a long time. Winter quarter is the shortest quarter, but I seriously hope it spits me back out alive. I have never taken four college courses at once, In the past I've usually taken two or the occasional three. But this is what my curriculum looks like for at least the foreseeable futures, so I had better get used to it. Between 18 hours spent at school a week, 24 hours spent at work, I am also thrown with hours of homework (which I don't mind doing, because I actually enjoy what I'm studying for once in my life) and whenever I miraculously get an evening off from work and school work, I am usually stuck doing the chores that I did not have time to do all week (not to forget the contacting of my parents that I somehow feel obligated to do). A load of laundry actually does take at least two hours, something I never noticed before I started living on my own. The bathroom will not clean itself, and the dishes won't either (yuck, that reminds me, I do have some dishes I should probably clean before lunch).
But what's the big deal about time, you may ask? I think I have really taken it for granted. I've done things with it like watch television series, and complain about being bored. Nowadays, I rarely ever complain about boredom because I usually have something to do. The only time I do complain about it is at work, where nobody (I really mean nobody) shops in the home department on a weeknight after 6pm (thus, I have nothing to do at my job). But at least I would be doing something. Or being paid for my boredom, to say the least, because I know I would be sitting at home doing nothing productive because I would have set away that time to work 24 hours a week anyway. I often find myself wondering what the heck a housewife does with her spare time. I mean, there are so many housewives in the world, you'd think they've got it covered. I guess you could go to cooking school like Julia Child did, or paint the house like a friend of mine (who is a housewife with two kids) is doing (the friend also does work part time, though). Me? I don't think I could cut it as a housewife, I would most definitely have to find some sort of work or leisure to do on a regular basis. I would get so bored.
Maybe I like it busy? It seems more natural to me to be busy. However, there is still this feeling I get when I realize how busy I really am. It's like I'm too busy whenever I realize that I am busy. Maybe next quarter won't be as bad.
I don't think I've been this busy in a long time. Winter quarter is the shortest quarter, but I seriously hope it spits me back out alive. I have never taken four college courses at once, In the past I've usually taken two or the occasional three. But this is what my curriculum looks like for at least the foreseeable futures, so I had better get used to it. Between 18 hours spent at school a week, 24 hours spent at work, I am also thrown with hours of homework (which I don't mind doing, because I actually enjoy what I'm studying for once in my life) and whenever I miraculously get an evening off from work and school work, I am usually stuck doing the chores that I did not have time to do all week (not to forget the contacting of my parents that I somehow feel obligated to do). A load of laundry actually does take at least two hours, something I never noticed before I started living on my own. The bathroom will not clean itself, and the dishes won't either (yuck, that reminds me, I do have some dishes I should probably clean before lunch).
But what's the big deal about time, you may ask? I think I have really taken it for granted. I've done things with it like watch television series, and complain about being bored. Nowadays, I rarely ever complain about boredom because I usually have something to do. The only time I do complain about it is at work, where nobody (I really mean nobody) shops in the home department on a weeknight after 6pm (thus, I have nothing to do at my job). But at least I would be doing something. Or being paid for my boredom, to say the least, because I know I would be sitting at home doing nothing productive because I would have set away that time to work 24 hours a week anyway. I often find myself wondering what the heck a housewife does with her spare time. I mean, there are so many housewives in the world, you'd think they've got it covered. I guess you could go to cooking school like Julia Child did, or paint the house like a friend of mine (who is a housewife with two kids) is doing (the friend also does work part time, though). Me? I don't think I could cut it as a housewife, I would most definitely have to find some sort of work or leisure to do on a regular basis. I would get so bored.
Maybe I like it busy? It seems more natural to me to be busy. However, there is still this feeling I get when I realize how busy I really am. It's like I'm too busy whenever I realize that I am busy. Maybe next quarter won't be as bad.