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[May. 12th, 2009|03:17 am] |
I can't remember the last time I really had a day off. Every week is the same schedule. The two days I have off from work are the two days I go to school. If, on the offchance I have a THIRD day off in a week, it's snatched up so fast my head spins. I have to hang out with kyle. or a friend. or a group of friends. or there's a party I'd feel guilty for missing. or my mom will guilt trip me, saying it's been weeks since she and I hung out one-on-one. or christianne will need babysitting. or even if none of that happens, there will be a project that needs finishing. or I'll have a ton of studying to do for this or that test coming up. or a paper to write.
I just hate being spread so thin, you know? it isn't even like I'm involved in that much... especially compared to some of the people I know, who have two jobs and go to school and have kids and do such-and-such extracurricular activity, and an internship, and whatever else. I just have one job and 16 units, and a really demanding group of friends and family. I shouldn't be complaining.
but I feel like I used to have all this free time... like, I would sit at home wishing for something to do. what happened to that? now I wish for boredom. I wish I had like, one day a month where I just vegged. I'm hoping summer will grant me that. this being busy thing is getting on my last nerve. |
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