So, I've been in Washington for a little over a month now, though it seems to have gone by quite slowly so far. This is neither good nor bad, I am merely noting that I have no perception of time. What I have noticed, back in the college life, is that it's difficult to balance being a student and a human being at the same time. I suppose I should give the specific definitions for this context.
Student, (noun), [stood-ent]: one who studies; an academically responsible and motivated individual who seeks to reach their potential for learning and retaining knowledge, regardless of its level of pertinence outside of an educational environment.
Human Being, (noun), [human-being]: one who has a life; a regularly responsible and motivated individual who finds time for the essentials; includes eating, exercising, sleeping, socializing, and participating in general day to day activities.
Somehow, regardless of my location, I have yet to figure out a nice way in which to manage my priorities. In other words, what I have to do versus what I want to do. So far, what I do know is that focusing on one will have some sort of impact on the other, and that regardless of what I choose, I will not have time for a nap. And if you have read this blog on a previous occasion, you know that I take my napping skills seriously.
Today, I got up at eight o'clock. I then realized it was eight o'clock and went back to bed until ten minutes before my biology class was scheduled to begin at ten o'clock. I attended biology and religion, and after a nice hour-long break (used to update my blog, did I mention my inability to balance priorities? Oh, hey lunch! Sorry, I forgot to call...) it's now off to calculus. Done with classes at two, I will then try to come up with some sort of plan to include lunch, writing a five page essay, intramural soccer, some more calculus, dinner, and going to bed at a reasonable hour.
Outside looking in, I can only say, "Good luck."
-M
PS: Next post will be less of a grumble.
February 28, 2011
February 7, 2011
Spontaneous Responsibility
After living at home for six months, one would think that I would be ready to go back out into the world and live it up, so to speak. False. Starting the fourth week of my sophomore career, I can only look back at the days when I woke up feeling rested, relaxed, and free to do anything or nothing.
Usually it was nothing. I might be kind of lazy like that. Get out for a walk? But what about the four hours it takes for one football game to come to an end? Go shopping for a new pair of shoes that my feet so desperately crave? But it's a perfect time for an afternoon nap. Grab dinner at a little French bistro? But there are waffles in the freezer and I'm running around the house in a t-shirt and Snoopy boxers.
Now, instead of having a schedule that included fourteen hours of sleep a night and the occasional soccer game, I suddenly have to act like a normal person again, going to classes, studying, socializing, eating only when absolutely necessary, et cetera. I have a fortune cookie slip tacked to my bulletin board that says, "Time is precious, but truth is more precious than time." For now, I'm going to have to disagree. Time is more precious here, sorry fortune cookie guru. Those two hours you just spent reading an article for world religions? Yeah, actually you need those back to prepare for your calculus exam. Half an hour for lunch? Try ten minutes with your laptop in the cafeteria to continue your train of thought in that essay. Power nap? In your dreams. Or not, you're not sleeping anyways.
In the short four weeks I've been on campus, I have already been to health-related services an equal four times. I swear, I think I'm allergic to college. But hey, I like it here, so I'm stocked up on caffeine and Claritin, and will be off to the next thing. After I finish the current one.
-M
Usually it was nothing. I might be kind of lazy like that. Get out for a walk? But what about the four hours it takes for one football game to come to an end? Go shopping for a new pair of shoes that my feet so desperately crave? But it's a perfect time for an afternoon nap. Grab dinner at a little French bistro? But there are waffles in the freezer and I'm running around the house in a t-shirt and Snoopy boxers.
Now, instead of having a schedule that included fourteen hours of sleep a night and the occasional soccer game, I suddenly have to act like a normal person again, going to classes, studying, socializing, eating only when absolutely necessary, et cetera. I have a fortune cookie slip tacked to my bulletin board that says, "Time is precious, but truth is more precious than time." For now, I'm going to have to disagree. Time is more precious here, sorry fortune cookie guru. Those two hours you just spent reading an article for world religions? Yeah, actually you need those back to prepare for your calculus exam. Half an hour for lunch? Try ten minutes with your laptop in the cafeteria to continue your train of thought in that essay. Power nap? In your dreams. Or not, you're not sleeping anyways.
In the short four weeks I've been on campus, I have already been to health-related services an equal four times. I swear, I think I'm allergic to college. But hey, I like it here, so I'm stocked up on caffeine and Claritin, and will be off to the next thing. After I finish the current one.
-M
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