I can't stop waking up early...
But I guess that's a good thing. It actually makes me feel like a normal world-functioning human being. Then again, I've always been a morning person. But there was a year in college when I was sleeping until noon or 1. Ouch. At the time, I was working nights... so that's my only excuse.
I've also somewhat lost my sense of what day it is. I always know the actual numeric date, but for some reason, Wednesdays feel like Fridays and the weekends feel like extended vacations. I guess that's a good thing, too.
I think a lot of it has to do with the the fact that I've been traveling a lot this month. So when I'm in and out of days of school everything just feels out of whack.
But next week is the last week of classes, and then I'll be free to start working on all of my final papers and studying for my final tests. My final finals. Ah!
Jim continues to struggle with what he's actually going to do. I try not to worry about it, because I don't want to seem impatient. I don't necessarily care right now about him getting any sort of job just to bring in a paycheck... his parents seem to be pushing him more that way, which is understandable. I really just want him to find something that he *wants* to do... something that he likes and is *passionate* about. Maybe that just doesn't happen for some people, but I can imagine that it just makes people feel alienated by society. And that must suck.
Thank God I'm passionate about what I do and can't wait to put that all to use.
I've also somewhat lost my sense of what day it is. I always know the actual numeric date, but for some reason, Wednesdays feel like Fridays and the weekends feel like extended vacations. I guess that's a good thing, too.
I think a lot of it has to do with the the fact that I've been traveling a lot this month. So when I'm in and out of days of school everything just feels out of whack.
But next week is the last week of classes, and then I'll be free to start working on all of my final papers and studying for my final tests. My final finals. Ah!
Jim continues to struggle with what he's actually going to do. I try not to worry about it, because I don't want to seem impatient. I don't necessarily care right now about him getting any sort of job just to bring in a paycheck... his parents seem to be pushing him more that way, which is understandable. I really just want him to find something that he *wants* to do... something that he likes and is *passionate* about. Maybe that just doesn't happen for some people, but I can imagine that it just makes people feel alienated by society. And that must suck.
Thank God I'm passionate about what I do and can't wait to put that all to use.