Day Two
Hundred and Fifty-Six: Unrest
Which will now be known as the day I forgot to post this entire post, for some unknown reason.
What is the
cure for reading so much that you are completely drained at the end of the
day? No class on Friday’s yet I spend
the whole day reading and end up just as tired if not more, my brain hrts, what
is it with all of this studying and learning and book-learning that makes me
want a glass of wine? Does that mean I’m
an adult? I think it does. I hope everyone is having a great start to
the weekend.
Because
let’s be honest, we deserve a break at the end of the week. We go to class, we come home and do homework
for that class, some of us work, some of us volunteer, some of us have
relationships (not me ha-ha) and some of us spend a lot of time writing or
applying to graduate schools in our free time (not to mention Netflix or
drinking but those are a lot more fun than the other time-fillers through the
week) and come the weekend us young student types would rather sleep and eat
and be merry than do homework… And yet,
we do not get a break, really, at all.
Because if you are like me you will be spending the entire weekend
preparing for next and the coming week’s classes.
So we don’t
get a break really, only really a break from classes, and let’s be honest they
aren’t as riveting or time consuming as we all make it out to be, it’s what we
do at home over the weekend. One would
think that since we work nonstop all week that we’d get little breaks
inbetween, maybe that’s a part of balance that I still need to amster… Maybe it’s harder than just saying it.
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