Thursday, September 3, 2009

Much like a sly little anteater selfishly sucking away at little critters on the ground, my creativity and gust for life has been snatched away by HOMEWORK.

There I was, prime of life, just scooting along, and BAM sucked up into the bustle of busyness. I am now in the belly of the homework anteater. Not a pleasant place. The days are beginning to blur. I am unable to differentiate Monday from Tuesday in any way other than "paper one night with captain crunch" and "paper 2 night+bed at 3:30 a.m." When is it time to take back control? When is it time to say "no" I think I'd rather be forced to read the entire Twilight series while sitting through awful 90210 reruns with my eyelids taped open than to sit in a lecture for four hours.

Soon, I will be done. Soon, my evenings can be filled with unforeseen adventures. Soon. Will my prime be over? Will it be too late? Is the anteater molding me so that one day I can become a corporate American queen, void of individuality and spunk?

1 comment:

Jen Lewis said...

Well get it all done and leave it in stupid Arkansas for the weekend!! Crazy adventures await you...